Vongola Exchange Students

It was just another normal and peaceful day in Namimori high, or so it was. Apparently, the whole student body was caught off guard when a luxurious black limo stopped by the front gates of their school, dropping off three very noticeable men in their Nami-high uniform. As they made their way towards the principal's office, guys chattered among themselves while girls squealed like the fan girls they are. They were seen entering the principal's office for about half an hour before leaving a scarred-for-life old man who was said to retire the day after. The brunet who always walked ahead of the two flashed a devilish smirk as he closed the door and placed his hands in his pockets whilst proceeding to his destination.

The right hand man slide the door open with force and they entered to face the shocked students.

"C-Class….t-today we'll be having three exchange students from 'Vongola High' and they'll be here for a day."

The middle aged teacher swore that he could start hyperventilating at any second as the storm guardian's watched in distaste at the stuttering man who gulped nervously and was praying hard for his life.

"P-Please be nice and d-don't cause them any trouble."

The black haired teen on the left stepped up and gave a welcoming grin.

"Hello, I'm Yamamoto Takeshi, nice to meet you and please take care of us!" He bowed.

The grey-haired guy on the right gave an annoyed scowl that made a few students in the front row sink deeper on their seat and looked anywhere but his emeralds.

The brunet in the middle scanned the room and noticed a certain, sleeping orange haired student sitting at the left side subtly next to the wall. He made his way ignoring the curious look thrown at him as his companions followed suit to the three coincidentally empty chairs back-to-front and left side of hers. The young mafia boss sat inverted on his seat and stared intently at the dreaming teen. When she stirred, a radiant smile immediately graced his lips and melted the hearts of many spectators.

Then, all hell break loose for the female teen as she cursed openly to the mysterious boy.

The class fell silent as they watched the Kyoko Sasagawa, the honorary and quiet student, then the smiling brunet and finally, back to the horror filled Kyoko. Some were surprised as they witnessed her sudden personality flip. She was always recognized as a normal, quiet but hardworking classmate with even a few admirers that she was never aware of.

Tsuna placed his hands on his chin playfully.

"I….wanted to see you?" he tilted his head and smiled sweetly, all eyes were then averted to the orange haired teen.

"Don't joke with me…..person I've never met before." Kyoko snapped, the corner of her mouth twitched in irritation.

"Ehh?" He whined " But I really do miss you and now you're angry at me?"

"Well, well…calm down Kyoko-chan. We're here as an official entrée you see." The rain guardian held up a signed paper on his hand with various details typed on it. Easily forged details, might she add...

"Yeah, now sit back so we can get to know each other 'oh-so-beutiful stranger'." Her face reddened at the new nickname. Two can always play at this game of pretend, he smirked slyly.

The bell rang, indicating recess time of the day. The teacher heaved a sigh of relief and rushed out of the room without looking back. In the blink of an eye, the girls swarmed around the 'exchange students' and started shooting random questions.

"Where exactly is Vongola High? I heard it's a really rich school but I've never seen it around."

"You guys are so cool! Are you models or something?"

"I'll give you a tour around the school!"

"Are you guys single? Wait….actually, marry me! Kyaa, I said it! "

Kyoko sweat dropped at the crazed fan girls, especially the last one she just heard. Well, she do admit that they're a peculiar bunch with obviously above average features. She glanced from the corner of her eyes. Chocolate browns met with caramels once again as had that playful and unchanging expression on his face. She broke from her trance and swiftly averted her eyes.

"So….what does your family do for a living?"

A girl asked excitedly and Kyoko froze at the question. He would just probably fake their identity….right?

"Hmm…" Tsuna paused and stole a glance at the orange haired teen fidgeting in her seat worriedly. A playful expression spread across his face. "What if I say that….we are related to the mafias?"

Silence filled the classroom as they stared at the heir to the prestigious Vongola family. Then, the next moment part of the students burst to laughter, much to Kyoko's surprise.

"That was really funny! I've never heard of something like that before." One of the girls said as she giggled.

"Isn't it?" Tsuna chuckled along innocently and Kyoko could do nothing but let her jaw dropped at the scene.

"Don't worry Kyoko-san. He's does that countless times in the past and every single one of them would always fell for it so long as he keep that smile on." Gokudera sighed at his boss who was doing things as he pleases while Yamamoto laughed happy-go-luckily as if used to the evil mastermind currently pulling the string to her sanity.

"Hey, you guys seemed close with Kyoko-chan. So what's your relationship with her?

Kyoko's eyes widened, she whipped her head and glared at the young Mafioso threateningly, her piercing look said it all.

You wouldn't dare….

He smirked, teasing her was definitely one of the things that never fail to amuse him the most.

Watch me.

"Actually, she's my lov—"

Kyoko stood abruptly and shove a hand over his mouth across her desk. She could feel him grinning in victory underneath her palm.

"Tsuna-kun…we need to talk." Her smile was growing crooked. He signaled his guardians before leaving the room and followed Kyoko to an empty hallway.

"Why are you here?" She muttered as her bangs covered her eyes. Tsuna sighed, knowing he'd gone too far this time.

"Look, I know you're mad but our little 'deal' have already caught the attention of a boss from a top-notch Famiglia and he will come after you."

"But that doesn't mean you can just waltz in here!" Kyoko retorted at him.

Tsuna banged his fist inches above her head and she flinched while the cold wall touched her back, leaving her no room for escape. His irises turn into an intimidating, glowing pool of orange.

"You don't understand…." He mutter in a low and dangerous tone, "I won't just stand by and watch what's mine, gets stolen before my own eyes."

Kyoko avoided his gaze and let off a bitter laugh, "So that's it….I'm just one of your many possessions….another object that you keep around for pity and amusement."

Tsuna was taken aback as he stared at her, his eyes widen in confusion "What—"

"Forget it!" She screamed, trickles of tears poured down her cheeks and her voice trembled. "I tried to trust you but you…you're just like the rest of them. I-I hate you!"

She shoved him and took the chance to run away from his reach. Tsuna quickly broke out of his daze and called out to her but to no avail as she was soon out of his sight. He hit his clenched fist on the concrete surface.

"You might as well confess straight to her face and she still wouldn't notice a thing."

"If only I could…." He gritted his teeth.

"I wouldn't be in such a mess."

Kyoko dashed for as fast as her feet could take. Before she knew it, the orange haired teen stepped on the dark pavement of the space behind her school. She walked sluggishly to lean against the structure overshadowing the whole area. An image flashed in the back of her mind.

"What a pitiful girl….I heard that her own parents abandoned her by committing suicide. They even left her with that ridiculous debt…."

Kyoko gripped the fabric of her clothes as she fought the urge to break down.

"Are you…Kyoko Sasagawa-san?" came an anxious voice close to her.

She look up to find a guy with ash red hair and glasses. He wore a white overall with a headphone hanging around his neck. Meaning, he's not a normal Nami-chuu student and she didn't even notice him there. Kyoko immediately wiped the tears from her face and glared at the man, wary of the danger she could be in.

"Who are you?"

The man simply sighed.

"I'm sorry but you're going to have to sleep for a while."

Kyoko opened her mouth but felt a hand hit against the back of her neck as the attacker appeared behind her and caught the unconscious teen. Then his phone vibrated as if on cue.

"Shoichi-kun!~ I'm guessing you have our 'guest' with you?" he cringed at the cheery caller.

"Yeah, Byakuran." Shoichi held his stomach with the other free hand. "…I think 'm getting another one of those damn stomach pain…"

"Good job, Sho-chan! But you better hurry or Tsu-chan is going to kill you on the spot when he sees you~" Byakuran chuckled as he stuffed a marshmallow on his mouth.

"Ugh… someday you're going to kill me by making my pains worse every single time."

"Don't be like that Sho-chan, I'm sure you'll be fine. Now just leave the note for Tsunayoshi-kun and bring her here as fast as you can." He laughed merrily as the guy at the other end of the line groaned in pain instead.

"Byakuran, you slave driver..."

Shoichi switched off the phone and took out a piece of note from his pockets which he then let slowly fluttering to the ground. The redhead carried Kyoko in his arms, jumped over the fence with ease and hurried on his way.

END

Extra Corner:

In the decimo's office before departing to Nami-high….

"Gokudera, find 3 students to be 'transferred out' of Nami-high, preferably someone someone sitting close to Kyoko so we can keep an eye out for her."

"Well, the seat ahead of hers belongs to a guy who doesn't seem to have any bad records so far, other than being a total flirt that is…. "

The right hand man took out a list of info that he'd gotten from the cloud guardian. The skylark took ownership of Nami-high after he'd graduated as one of the conditions Tsuna offered him to be his guardian.

"Hmm…" The mafia boss cued him to continue.

"There's apparently an entry here stating that he even hit on Miss Kyoko about a week ago—"

SNAP!

The storm guardian's report was halted by the sudden sound coming from his boss. The metallic pen in the hands of the young mafia boss's had split into two, leaving a trail of ink dripping from his fingers and onto the paper on his desk.

"T-Tenth?"

"Ah….my bad"

Tsuna smiled and wiped his hand with the cloth before taking a spare pen from his drawer calmly and scribbling on a new piece of paper.

"So…one ticket to the North Pole…."

Gokudera blinked.

"E-Excuse me Tenth but did you just say North—?"

The brunet had finished doing what had to be done to send the teenager off to his new home. The sky guardian clasped his hands together and smiled brightly at his reliable right hand man.

"Well, he's the enemy of women and those kind of pests deserves some sort of punishment….don't you think so too, Gokudera-kun?"

"...Yes?" he answered hesitantly.

"Good. Now, how about we move on with the next guy on the list?" The brunet cued as he took took a new piece of document which need only a signature for a plane ticket to the other ends of the world.

Thus, the fate of three innocent high schoolers were left in the trembling hands of the right hand man.