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BAMF! Tsuna

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Too Soon

Tsuna did his best not to gawk at the large buildings that they kept driving by. It wasn't as if he hasn't seen any in his life, he just hasn't seen so many in one place. It was just ridiculous. Relaxing in his seat, the boy pulled out his smart phone, sending a mass-text to his Familiga. His informants should be at his destination. Hopefully, they managed to gather more information during the weeks they were here.

From his peripheral vision, Tsuna seen the cab driver look at him and his cell phone with confusion before paying attention to the road once more. The brunet almost forgot that not many people had the privilege of seeing the technology he had gotten accustomed to. Although, he wasn't really sure if he should even call it that. A 'privilege', he means.

Every time there was something new made by his three scientists –four if you include a very rude and anti-social seven year old- Tsuna was stuck trying them out. After all 'a boss should show his subordinates not to be afraid of anything'. He held back a snort. More like 'let Tsuna try them out and get shocked or blown up by whatever doesn't work'.

Tearing himself from his thoughts, the boy continued to watch the scenery go by him. He loved his home, Namimori was a small town and everyone practically knew each other. Here in Beika, it seemed, that it was far too large to know their fellow townsmen. Hopefully he wouldn't get lost in this large place.

Leaning a bit on the window, Tsuna continued to watch people walk around with certain shopping bags that made him feel a bit of satisfaction. 'Looks like the fashion department is doing fine. Still need to go by and write down all the income and figure out if there were any decrease of costumers. Not to mention see how their satisfaction is too.' The sky mused to himself, making a mental to do list.

"Young man?" Turning his attention from the pedestrians and onto the driver, he watched as the older male –probably in his mid-twenties or so- looked back at him in the rear view window. "I don't mean to pry but is there anyone waiting for you back at your destination?"

"Yes, I just sent a message to my friends. They should be there." Tsuna replied easily, giving the driver a disarming smile. He knew that his Sky Attraction was acting up again, seeing as the male before him stared at him with wide eyes, a pinkish tint showing up on his cheeks.

The man cleared his throat, looking back to the street. "I-I see. I was just making sure. You are still young –old enough to take care of yourself- but still young." Nodding along the man's words, Tsuna continued to give a smile even though he felt highly uncomfortable. "Beika isn't exactly as safe as it seems, so be sure to stay on your toes, young man."

"Thank you for the advice, but I assure you, I'll be perfectly fine." He wouldn't be a Mafia Boss if he wasn't otherwise. Tsuna twitched as the male looked at him once again. Sometimes, he really did hate that he looked feminine. Not that there was nothing wrong with that, it was just that he would attract the wrong type of people. Like, for instance: the cab driver. "Ah, I never asked, but what is your name, Oji-San?"

Pretending not to see the guy's brow twitch, he continued to wait with a smile on his face. "Gorō. Oshiro Gorō." Tsuna blinked, trying to figure out why the driver –'Oshiro-San'- sounded smug about his name. Honestly, it didn't make any sense to the young boss. Big Castle and Fifth Son didn't sound like something to be smug about.

Then again… he didn't exactly fill up to his name either. Don't get him wrong, he liked his name, but it was meant for someone who was more masculine than him. The boy honestly preferred his shorten name: Tsuna, as it meant Bond.

But it was typically given to females. He gave a mental pout, his name matched his appearance, apparently. "It's nice to formally meet you, Oshiro-San. I'm Sawada Tsunayoshi." Tsuna replied as he managed to catch the last bit of Oshiro's request to know his own. The boy had to bite his tongue to stop the habit of asking the other to call him by his shorten first name. No matter how much he would like to be called by it, the man made him uncomfortable.

Oshiro smiled at Tsuna from the rear view mirror, "It's nice to meet you as well, Tsunayoshi-Kun." The driver had all but purred his name, looking at him as if he was a piece of meat. It took every bit of self-control from stopping himself from opening the door and jumping out then and there.

'Bosses don't run away from creepy people.' Tsuna thought to himself, fighting to keep the smile on his face. 'Jumping out of a moving vehicle will only bring unwanted attention.' He continued as Oshiro took a sharp left turn. Risking a glance out the window, Tsuna almost shouted in glee as the Vongola Mansion came into view. 'Oh thank god!'

The driver blinked as he slowed down in front of the metal gates. "I believe we've arrived at your destination, Tsunayoshi-Kun." Oshiro turned in his seat to look at the brunet completely. "Not to be rude, but are you sure this is the right address?"

Swiftly opening the door, Tsuna shot him another polite smile. "I had went over and double checked it with Jiji. So yes, the address is correct, Oshiro-San." Not that it should matter to the driver anyways. Hopping out of the cab quickly and closing the door, he was relieved to not be in a moving tin box with the older man. Hearing the distinct click of the trunk and car door opening, Tsuna tried not to focus on Oshiro.

Ignoring the eyes on his back, the sky opened the trunk, slinging his duffel bag over his shoulder before pulling out his suitcases. "Do you need any help with caring those to the door?" Oshiro asked, leaning against the bumper of the cab car. Tsuna had to fight the frown that almost made its way on his face as the older male leaned in a tad too close to him.

Now on even ground, the brunet realized how short he was to the other. Tsuna had barely even reached the guy's shoulder! "Uh, n-no. It's alright, I can make it there by myself. Thank you for the ride, how much do I owe you?" He asked quickly, wanting nothing more than to get far, far away from the man.

"Oh, but I insist, Tsunayoshi-kun." There was that creepy purr again. Fidgeting away, the boy gave a nervous chuckle as he held his bags tighter. "As for the payment-" –'Arriving in dangerous territory! Abort! Abort!'- "Perhaps we can meet up for lunch? Maybe even dinner."

'Oh my god.' Tsuna stared at Oshiro as his brow twitched. "Um, how about I just p-pay you instead?" Watching the other's face contort from smug-flirt to annoyance and anger felt both satisfying and scary.

Silver hair came into view, and the boy thanked any bit of deity that was watching out for him. It was most likely Giotto-San, to be honest. "Juudaime! You've finally arrived!" Never in his life did Tsuna want to ball out crying in relief as Hayato came up to them that very moment. His friend spared the man a scowl before smiling at the brunet. "I'm glad you've made it, you haven't the slightest idea how annoying that baseball freak could be."

"The payment, if you wouldn't mind." Oshiro butted in, sending Hayato glares -the teenager didn't hesitate to return them. Finally seeing that the man would stop his 'advances', Tsuna handed over the correct amount of money. As soon as they got close to the metal gate, the brunet heard a soft 'ah' from behind him, and footsteps that followed. "Tsunayoshi-Kun?"

Turning around to see what the cab driver could possibly want, a card was thrusted into his face, making him go cross eyed. Taking a step back and taking the card with him, Tsuna raised a brow at Oshiro, only to see the older male wave, wink at him, and then drove off. Hayato muttered cursed words to the driver, going back and forth from Japanese to Italian.

Slowly looking down at the card, Tsuna's nose scrunched up as he seen messy writing with Oshiro's name on it, along with what the boy believed to be male's number. Tsuna brunt the card without hesitation, turned back to the gates and walked forward. "So, want to tell me what else you've found out during your stay here, Hayato?"


Sitting in the living room with his friends was a nice feeling. It was normal but not boring. Tsuna glanced at both Hayato and Takeshi. While his storm guardian ranted how Takeshi wasn't taking their recon mission seriously, it was easy to see that he didn't mean it. Hayato just didn't want to admit that they worked well together.

His rain guardian, on the other hand, continued to laugh through Hayato's rant, putting in a few words here and there. Tsuna was glad to have sent them ahead to gather more information while he was stuck in Namimori as he gathered his own. Reborn probably knew that Tsuna had given his two guardians the mission; to gather more information about his cousin while he stayed back. 'Which is probably why he said to come here myself. We're over-looking something, but what?'

Leaning on his open palm, Tsuna tapped at his cheek in silence. He could always call Mammon to come help them out, but that would leave a huge dent in his wallet. One that Tsuna could honestly handle easily yet was rather hesitant to call in anyone from the Varia. If one member showed up, the rest would follow.

Not something Tsuna wanted to deal with right about now.

"Have you two gotten any more information about him? Anything at all?" Tsuna started, watching his guardians share a glance.

"From what I've managed to gather from his classmate's, a lot of people have said that he showed up within a year to take part in a play." Takeshi shrugged nonchalantly. "I even asked about what happened to him after the play, but everyone stayed quiet. Some saying that Kudo-San asked them not to tell anyone. Besides that, I've got nothing."

Hayato grunted, running his left hand through his hair. "It's true that we didn't get any more information on Kudo Shinichi. The kid on the other hand…" He grimaced, fingers twitching to get a cigarette. "I've managed to dig up files from the police task force data base. Apparently he's friends with the FBI, there's one person who supposedly 'under-cover'; her name is 'Jodie Starling'. Honestly though, how no one could tell she's faking to be a teacher is beyond me."

They watched their sky sigh loudly, rubbing his face with both his hands. "To have such people backing him up? There's no denying it now." Removing his hands, Tsuna's gaze harden as he frowned. "Whatever it is, Shinichi-San got himself into some kind of trouble that is far too dangerous. We just need to find out just what it is before we do anything."

"Juudaime, if I may?" Receiving a nod, Hayato cleared his throat. "I'm sure that you've thought of it before, but what if Kawahira is behind this? I don't remember him stating that he wouldn't try getting his hands on the Tri-ni-set again."

"I thought that as well. Even spoke to Reborn about it." Shaking his head, Tsuna focused his gaze on nothing in particular as he continued. "As far as we know, there is no way Kawahira would go and do something like that. Especially now that we have another method of keeping the Tri-ni-set from falling apart." Closing his eyes tightly and sighing once more, he murmured. "This is all too confusing. What could cause people to de-age without a curse?"

"I think we're looking at this the wrong way." Turning their attention to Takeshi, they raised a brow as he continued with his thoughts. "Think about it; if Kawahira did take the Tri-ni-set back, wouldn't the Vindice come after not only it, but us as well?" Takeshi continued to stare at his two friends with a serious expression. "Not only that, but who's to say that people de-aging could only happen through a curse? We've been through a lot, there just has to be another way of that happening, right?"

The room became silent as Tsuna and Hayato continued to stare at Takeshi as he grew another head. Another second passed before Hayato spluttered, pointing an accusing finger at the rain guardian. "B-Baseball idiot actually said something intellectual!"

Takeshi immediately lost his serious expression, reverting back to his cheery self as he all but laughed. "You think so? I kind of thought it was out there, haha!" His reply started their typical one-sided arguments.

Not that Tsuna minded as his thoughts were elsewhere. 'That does make sense. Bermuda would have come barging into my house the moment that were to have happen.' Tsuna almost face-palmed, no wonder why Reborn gave him a blank look when he had asked! He was so stupid sometimes! 'But, that doesn't explain the whole de-aging thing!' Covering his mouth with his right hand, pursed his lips, brows furrowed in thought.

His two friends continued their 'argument' knowing better than to interrupt their boss while he was thinking. Even when they weren't at school they had heard that Tsuna managed to stare a bully into submission. It was rather scary to know that a fragile looking teenager as their friend could easily do such a thing.

'We're looking at this the wrong way, huh?' But how could they possibly be looking at this the wrong way? There was a curse that made Reborn and the others into babies, what else could do such a thing? 'It's like the reverse result of the ten year bazooka-.' Tsuna's mind halted, eyes widening as something in the back of his mind clicked. 'The ten year bazooka is to replace the user with their older self for five minutes.' Oh. My. God. It was so simple how did he not realize it?!

"Tsuna?" Takeshi called out as he watched his friend stand up from his seat quickly. Sparing a glance at Hayato, he shrugged before venturing out with a question. "Did you figure something out?"

"The de-aging. You were right, there was another way to do it." The two leaned in as their boss spoke softly, eyes still wide and not really focused. "Think about it! Lambo's ten year bazooka! Two years ago Hayato was hit with it when Giannini upgraded it and it resulted in him being a child of five years old! He remained like that until it was fixed and hit with it again." Tsuna grinned, his cheeks almost hurting as his gaze came back into focus. "It wasn't through some kind of curse! It was through science, it has to be! For it to work, someone must also have medical knowledge!"

Hayato rubbed his chin, humming in thought. It was obvious that he was thinking what Tsuna had said and turning it around to find anything else. "Through science? It is possible since the stupid cow has that bazooka. But how could he have been de-aged so fast without anyone knowing? There would have had to be a machine nearby and noise to boot. Wouldn't that have caught someone's attention?" Looking back at the brunet, Hayato instantly felt guilty. Gone was the happy expression, in replace was another down-casted, wide-eyed, and defeated look.

"That's true, maybe they had something else that wasn't a machine though? Tsuna did say that they had to know medical knowledge. The only thing that would come to mind would be something that could easily be swallowed." Takeshi nodded, tapping his in chin with a brow raised. "Like Tsuna's dying will pills or some weird water, or even food."

"The more we think about it the more possibilities come up! It's making my head hurt." Tsuna whined, falling back into his seat. "Let's think about this some other time –I'll write down what we've come up with just in case we repeat it." Getting nods from his friends, all the tension left his shoulders as his mind wandered free for a spilt second. "…wait. You guys said that you got the information through his classmate's right? Does that mean you both are attention the Teitan high school?"

"Yup! Although, we're not in the same class. Which makes it kinda boring, since Haya-Chan's comments make everything more fun!"

"What'd you call me, you baseball idiot?!"

Annd cue more yelling. Tsuna fought back a sigh. If they weren't in a class together, than he could only hope he ended up with one of them. If not… 'I wonder how this school handles bullying.'

Later on the day, the boy made sure to call his mother just as promised. Nana continued to talk in rapid sessions going from how she already misses him, to how excited he must feel about meeting his cousin, and then going off about Yukiko-Nee already knows that he's going to 'visit' so it's okay to drop by whenever.

Getting the directions and address from his mother before he hung up was another task of its own.

Afterwards, Tsuna and his two friends caught up with what they missed out from either Namimori or Teitan. It pleased the brunet to know that they were literally fifteen minutes away from the school. Living near the outskirt –close to the only bits of trees around the place- gave a feeling of privacy.

Exploring the mansion was the next, taking in the amount of bed rooms, bathrooms, and underground training rooms with a gapping expression. He's been to other mansions before but they always left him in that state. Hayato and Takeshi had gotten used to it, so they no longer asked about how many rooms were there. In fact, they would ask why certain rooms weren't in said mansion.

By the time they ended their tour it was close to dinner time. "What should we make for dinner for tonight?" Tsuna commented, tilting his head as he stared at his two friends innocently.

"Not sushi. We've had that constantly since the night we got here." Hayato replied, stuffing his hands inside his pockets.

"That's true. Besides that, we've only had cup ramen too." Takeshi scratched at his cheek, showing that he was embarrassed about their choice in 'food'.

Tsuna continued to stare at his friends, wondering just how they managed to last the weeks of being out here without good food. "You two do remember that we own a restaurant in this place, don't you?" Silence greeted him. Tsuna didn't bother to hide his exasperated fond sigh as he shook his head. "Let's go eat out, plus, since you two only had sushi and cup ramen, I take it that you didn't do grocery shopping either?"

A beat of silence was his answer.


Sitting in a booth with bot his friends and chatting on and on about whatever came to mind was relaxing, Tsuna concluded. He had to stop the manager from bringing out the red-carpet and asked to be treated like regular customers. It was hard to get the man to understand that, even though Tsuna was his boss, that shouldn't mean he should be treated differently.

Of course, Tsuna also stated that when he was there for business, he would be wearing professional clothing. Not his street clothes. Humming happily as they waited for their waitress, the brunet made sure to keep an eye out on how their guests were treated. While it was true that they were just there to eat, id didn't mean he would skip out on seeing how they acted towards their 'audience'.

Even more pleased that people seemed happy and didn't even look at their direction –minus the few teenaged girls who did- he could say that they passed the half-ass test.

"So, what are you guys going to order?" Tsuna asked, looking down at his own menu, smiling. "I think I'm going to order the 'Spaghetti alle Vongole' and a piece of the 'Mafioso Chocolate Cake'." His smile quickly turned cheeky at the dishes he's chosen, finding humor in it.

Hayato chuckled at his friend's behavior before looking down at his own menu. "Hm, well there are a lot of dishes on here. Some that I didn't even know they served. I guess I'll go with…" He hummed as his eyes scanned the menu once more. "The 'Saltimbocca' and some 'Cannoli'."

Nodding at Hayato's order, Tsuna looked over at Takeshi. The boy grinned in return as he rubbed the back of his head. "Haha, there sure a lot of tasty things on the menu. I kind of just want to try everything!" Chuckling at his rain guardian, the brunet looked over to his storm, just to catch him in time to see him rolling his eyes. "Hmm, guess I'll just do the old method."

Raising a brow, the other two watched as Takeshi proceeded to pick his two dishes via closing his eyes and pointing at it. "…'Ciceri e Tria' and 'Italian Love Cake'. Huh. Those aren't bad." Tsuna muttered to himself, finding it amusing. "Now all we have to do is wait for the waitress to get here."

"C'mon! I wanted to try this place out for a while now! Everyone's been talking about it!" The three teenage boys blinked as they turned to see who came into the restaurant. Another teenager waltzed in dragging another teenager in with them. Both females seemed to be at least a year or two older than them. "I wonder how good their food really is. Papa was talking about trying to make a contract with them!"

"Sonoko…" The other girl started, sounding both fond and tired.

"Oh come on, Ran! You've been wanting to try out this place just as much as I have!" The girl –Sonoko- turned around, smiling cheekily at 'Ran'. Her cheeky expression changed into mild annoyance as she looked down. "I guess you can try out the food here too."

The Mafioso's followed their girl's gaze and froze. The very person who had started all the confusion just stared back up Sonoko, looking rather unfazed with her behavior. "Hai, Sonoko-Nee-Chan." Conan drawled, earning him huff from the girl.

Tsuna pulled his gaze away from the 'child' rather robotically as he stared at his two friends. Said friends stared back. They didn't say a word as they watched the three take a booth a bit a ways from their own and just waited for their food to be ordered.

'Why now? Of all times for him to show up, it just had to be now! Ugh! Me and my horrible luck!' Was the only thought that went racing in Tsuna's head.


So, this story was a half-filler. Half filling in where Gokudera and Yamamoto have been, half filling in any bits of information. Remember guys, Tsuna isn't really stupid, he's just lazy to do some work when he knows that people with College Degrees can't even land a job in a fast-food joint.

Also, okay, wow, I wasn't expecting to actually get reviews on the first chapter? Holy shit? You guys don't know how motivated I get when I see long reviews & questions instead of the typical 'UPDATE!' So thanks a lot!

For updating times, I don't normally set them, I just post them up after –somehow- getting a chapter done. As for all your other questions, they shall be answered either within this or other following chapters.

Ah, the plot? Oh um, I don't really have one I just go with the flow. Although, it will be Tsuna-Centric. And I haven't actually managed to keep up with Detective Conan in a long time.

So, when I have the time, guess who'll be watching/reading it from the beginning? [Points to self] This Gal.

[Stares at a review] I will keep this as a KaiShin. Please don't ask me to change it when it's already a chosen pairing for the story.