Daily Life Arc

Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn

Tsuna was stuck. Not literally, mind you. But without Mia, he couldn't figure out how to solve this particular problem that Reborn presented to him. She had gone to the market on a shopping trip on the insistence of his Mother. She couldn't say no obviously so Tsuna's study session for the day consisted of Reborn's hellish tutoring. He was thankful at least that Gokudera and Yamamoto had joined him. Turns out Gokudera was a genius and could have answered the problem if Reborn hadn't knocked him out. Right now the bomber was lying down on his bed.

"If you don't answer this problem by the end of the day, we'll be playing Russian Roulette," Reborn told them.

Yamamoto laughed. "Sounds fun kid, why not do it now?"

"Hiiiieeeeee! No, no, no, no! We'll do the problem instead!" Tsuna furiously racked his brain for any formula but his memory was hazy and he couldn't remember every single one.

"Aw Tsuna." Yamamoto pouted. "Playing the game would be easier."

Tsuna glanced at him and took out an orange binder from his drawer. In it contained his notes that Mia had him rewrite for a better understanding of their lessons and a few of her own as well. He handed it to Yamamoto. The baseball jock accepted it and began to flip through his pages. With each page, Yamamoto's smile grew wider and wider till he was bursting with laughter.

"What is this?" he asked.

Tsuna shrugged and began writing down some formulas that might be able to solve this damn problem. "When Mia was tutoring me, she said that learning could be fun if you make it."

"Really? Did you draw this?" Yamamoto pointed at a drawing of a robot in the middle of an equation to solve for height.

Tsuna laughed sheepishly. "Yeah."

"So why are you giving it to me?" Yamamoto wondered, closing the binder.

Tsuna pointed a pencil at him. "Not giving, but lending it. I think you need it more than I do."

Yamamoto laughed, "You're absolutely right. Thanks Tsuna!"

Tsuna hummed in reply. "Just make sure to give it back, Mia likes adding things that she thinks would help out."

"Stupid… baseball… freak…" Gokudera groaned from his side of the bed. The two boys brightened at the sound of the bomber.

"It looks like Gokudera is waking up!" Yamamoto grinned.

"Not if I can help it," Reborn said and yanked a cord that was connected to the shelves that hung on top of Tsuna's bed. A screw came out and the books that were on top came crashing down on Gokudera's head, knocking him out cold once again. "Gotta give Gokudera credit, he should have been out longer than that." Tsuna backed into Yamamoto, eyeing Reborn warily. The tutor from hell pointed a green ruler at them menacingly. They flinched. "Answer that or play the game with a five in a six chance of getting shot."

The door suddenly slammed open and the third-person-referring girl strode into the room like she owned the place. Tsuna stood up; going to say that it was not appropriate to trespass into other people's home without their permission especially in a boy's room but she just rushed passed him before he could say anything.

"Reborn-chan!" she squealed at the hitman. Reborn stared at her.

"Who are you again?" he asked.

"Hahi!" Haru blushed in embarrassment. She bowed in apology. "I'm Miura, Haru-desu!"

Tsuna wanted nothing more than for her to go away but then Yamamoto pointed out a very interesting fact. Haru was a student of Midori Middle School, judging from her uniform, that is only one of the most elite schools in Namimori. Then Reborn – that little shit – proposed that he'll allow Haru to take him away only if she answered the math problem. She tried. She failed. Then she tried to bring her father into this mess but he deems it unsolvable. There was a huge mess of Reborn being recognized as a Mathematics Genius known as Professor Boreen – for serious? He admitted that this was a tie, since the problem was unsolved. To Tsuna's relief, they won't be forced to play Russian roulette.

Mia came in then, bringing drinks with her. When she saw Haru, she paused. Then she saw Gokudera and paused again.

"Ho perso qualcosa?" She asked Tsuna ("Did I miss anything?").

He sighed and rubbed his eyes. In a tired voice – the kind that sounded like 'I'm so done and I wish I could just die' – he replied, "Sono lieto che lei ha." ("Be glad that you did.")

"L'italiano è migliore del modo," Tsuna brightened at her praise ("Your Italian is getting better by the way.").

Reborn snorted. "Egli sembra più un pollo un strangolato." Tsuna glared at him ("He sounds more like a strangled chicken.").

"I didn't know you could speak Italian Tsuna," Yamamoto said, amazed.

Tsuna blushed. "I'm still not very good at it but I understand it okay," he shyly admitted. Haru was also staring at the brunette. So he spoke Italian – terrible Italian – but it was still impressive. The girl that insulted her before set a drink in front of her. She looked up. Mia was frowning at her. Feeling guarded, Haru raised her chin defiantly at the girl.

"Yankee-chan," Haru greeted her stiffly.

"Fatuous-sama," Mia returned likewise.

"Did you just call me fat?" Haru was outraged.

"I said fatuous as in F-A-T-U-O-U-S," Mia explained slowly. Haru glared at her. They stared at each other in a silent death match.

"So what's going on?" Mia slowly asked, breaking away eye contact from the girl known as Haru.

Tsuna coughed awkwardly and wordlessly slid a piece of paper towards her. She picked it up, read it for a moment and borrowed a pencil from Yamamoto. She scribbled something on it and left it face down on the table. Mia then made a quick exit, saying that she would get an ice pack for Gokudera. Curiously, all of them looked down at the piece of paper. In neat archaic letters, it read:

SYNTAX ERROR

"Cheeky little brat," Reborn said.

How the hell did it come to this? Tsuna thought. Dripping wet with a girl confessing before him who happens to be also wet – wait, that came out so wrong. Rewind! Long story cut short, Haru ambushed him at the bridge in armored cosplay wielding a hockey stick. She'll accept the Mafia story blah blah blah, then Gokudera, Yamamoto and Mia shows up. Gokudera's natural reaction? Blow her up, which he did and sent her drowning in the river. Tsuna was shot with a Dying Will Bullet, saves her and ends up being confessed to. He would have been flattered… if Kyoko and Hana hadn't shown up.

Cazzo di universe. (Fuck you universe.)

Mia was frustrated, Haru was clinging onto Tsuna's arm like a lifeline and it was severely bugging her to no end. Gokudera was currently locked into a shouting match with Haru – who was most probably going to be a common sight from now on – while Tsuna looked absolutely miserable. She took pity on him for his girl troubles and decided to make a very mature decision. She would make peace with Haru… even if she was a fatuous person.

"Hey Yamamoto?" The raven-haired teen glanced down at her, clearly amused by the situation before them.

"Yeah?"

"Could you help break those two apart, I need to say something to Haru." Mia sighed heavily. "Besides, I hardly think Tsuna would appreciate the stress of me antagonizing people who might become future friends." She stared at the three of them.

Yamamoto paused for a moment and then smiled gently. He patted her head and she looked back up at him. "That's really mature of you Mia. Sure thing."

She blinked at him, a strange look in her eyes. She turned away, leaving Yamamoto a bit worried. Had he said something wrong? Mia reached up to pat the hand still on top of her head then awkwardly tucked her hands behind her back. Oh, he realized. Mia must be the type who doesn't take praises well. Smiling, he strode to the two fighting over Tsuna.

"Maa, maa," he said, coming between them.

"Back off baseball-freak!" Gokudera growled at him. He pointed at Haru. "This stupid woman refuses to let go of Tenth!"

"Ne, Haru-san, don't you think you should let go of Tsuna? He needs to get dressed for school." Haru pouted but obliged. She let go and Tsuna let out a sigh of relief. He went away with Gokudera to get changed into some spare clothes that Reborn left. Mia approached Haru and offered her a towel. It was a good thing they had physical education today, Mia thought to herself. Haru narrowed her eyes at her suspiciously.

Swallowing her pride, Mia bowed before Haru in a classic Japanese apology.

"I'm sorry Haru-san. I know we got off on the wrong foot but I hope we can put everything behind us." Oh god did she want to cut her own tongue off. Tsuna better appreciate the sacrifices she makes for him or else she'll leave him to suffer alone with Reborn. Still, she was sincere.

Haru sniffed then turned her head away. "Haru will never forgive Yankee-chan for calling her fat!"

Oh that little snobby brat…

"Hahaha!" Yamamoto laughed and placed a hand on each of their shoulders.

"Hahi!" Haru leaned away when Yamamoto leaned closely to her.

"Miura-san, I think you should forgive Mia." Then in a whisper, he added, "She's Tsuna's best friend."

Haru froze.

"Haru will forgive Mia-chan!" Relieved, Mia shot Yamamoto a grateful smile. "But I will become Tsuna-san's bride!" Haru declared.

"Ehhhhhhhhhhh?"

As days went by, more and more strange people began to be drawn to Tsuna. First there was I-pin, the litte Chinese assassin girl, Sasagawa Ryohei, an enthusiastic boxer who surprisingly is Kyoko's older brother and even Hibari. Mia could see how happy – despite being exasperated to the max – he was at making new friends. She was glad that he was happy; she really was although she felt more than a little left out. What used to be study and movie sessions we're now trips to Yamamoto's sushi bar and the arcades. Haru and Kyoko were frequent as well - they made lunches for everyone to share. She started to feel that she wasn't needed as much as she used to.

She kept her jokes to herself now and read most of the time. It sort of reminded her when she was at America. She used to spend her time reading in quiet corners of the school, unable to share her interest because she wasn't… normal. Here, she was too different. Just with the color of her hair and eyes, Mia couldn't relate to her peers and without Tsuna around, she stood out like a sore thumb. Even Gokudera fit in better than she did. His Japanese was more fluent than hers too. It was fine, she tried to convince herself. Hadn't she managed before? But then she met Tsuna and she just… she liked having friends but she didn't know how to get along with them all the time. Books can only take you so far after all and everything was happening too fast and she... she couldn't process it like Tsuna did.

It was really overwhelming.

For once, she left earlier than Tsuna, telling him that she needed to go look at something and won't be able to hang out with him. He seemed okay with that, she thought with a pang. She quickly changed out off her uniform to wear something more comfortable – jeans, an orange t-shirt her Pa gave her for her birthday and a pair of her oldest worn sneakers. She tied her hair into a pony tail, wore leather bracelets on both of her wrists – bracelets that she collected when she accompanied her Pa to some places for his work.

For the first time in a long time, Mia felt… not normal but normal as she could possibly handle because under all the jokes and puns, Mia was considering this seriously. Being in the mafia was no joke. Nothing hadn't happened yet but that didn't assure her of anything. Tsuna might trick himself to believing that if he just closed his eyes it will all go away but for her, she couldn't. Always aware, always careful. But the stress was getting too much and she needed that fresh breath of air. So when she stepped out of her apartment, she took a long casual walk around Namimori. There was a coffee shop she wanted to try but never had the chance to so she decided to head there.

She sat outside, sipping her coffee and just watched people pass by. The blonde strands of hair that framed her face were highlighted by the afternoon sun, bringing out her cornflower blue eyes. She was so into her thoughts that she was startled when a young man approached her.

He was blonde but with brown eyes, he wore a green jacket lined with thick fur around the hoodie and was absolutely sheepish as he smiled at her. She noticed right away that he was a handsome young man. Uh-oh, she thought. Hot guys don't usually talk to her out of the blue. Something had to be wrong here.

"They do have great coffee here huh?" he said.

"Yeah," Mia awkwardly replied.

"Mind if I sit with you? Everywhere else is full." Mia looked around and indeed, it was a full house. She was the only one here sitting alone on this table. She made her mind and gestured courteously at the chair in front of her.

"I won't mind," she said, smiling faintly.

He took his seat and Mia resumed her observing. There was a comfortable silence between the two of them until a waitress broke it by setting down a cup of coffee in front of the guy. The waitress glanced at her.

"Would your little girlfriend like to try our special cake? It's popular with the girls lately." Mia spat out her coffee at the same time the guy waved his hands around.

"We're not dating!" he said then he scratched his cheek, glancing at her. "But I'd like to order the special anyway." The waitress giggled – evilly mind you – and left. Mia could feel her face heat up.

"You didn't need to do that," she protested meekly.

He flashed a smile at her, one that made her blush darken. "I always return the favor. You were nice enough to share a table with a stranger."

"You didn't have anywhere else to sit and you look like you've been walking for a while now so I figured you needed a rest," she confessed. She wished she could just melt into her chair.

"You're so modest." The young man held out a hand. "I'm Dino Cavallone."

Mia took his hand, surprised. "You're Italian? Me too! I'm Mia Matteis."

Pleasantly surprised, Dino placed his other hand on top of hers and shook it. He grinned. "Coincidence huh?"

There was a cough. The waitress had arrived with a slice of cake. Mia snatched her hands back like she was burned and tucked them into her lap. Dino chuckled and withdrew his hands.

"Your order!" the waitress cheerily said and placed the plate before Mia. "Will there be anything else?" Dino shook his head and the waitress left. Mia hesitantly picked up the fork and glanced at Dino.

"Are you sure it's okay?" she asked him.

"Definitely!" Dino said.

Well, if he says so… Mia took a bite and scrunched up her face. Dino frowned. "What's wrong?"

She cut another piece and held it up to observe. "It's too sweet."

"Really?" Out of nowhere he leaned out of his seat and ate the cake right off her fork. "You're right; it is a bit too sweet."

"Hey!" she protested and wiped the fork on a napkin. "You just don't do that man."

"I'm sorry," Dino apologized sheepishly.

Mia sighed – she faintly wondered if she was used to strange people by now – and began to eat her cake. It was too sweet but she drank her coffee between intervals. The cake was still good. When she was done she set the fork on the plate and wiped her mouth.

"That was really good, thank you." She smiled heartily at Dino.

He smiled back. His phone suddenly rang and Dino hurried to answer it. "Romario! Hey, I was just about to call you…" he laughed nervously. "Well you see, I got a bit lost and… oh…. I'll be there… promise!" he set down his phone.

"Mia, you wouldn't happen to know your way around here right?"

"Say no more." She stood up, grabbing her bag. "It's my turn to return a favor."

Both Tsuna and Reborn were very surprised when the boss of the Cavallone came to his house with Mia. She trailed wearily behind Dino looking at the guards that stood around the house with apprehension and resigned to the fact that her hunch had been right. They gave her mean looks which Dino quickly admonished them for. Gokudera and Yamamoto appeared and greeted (hostile in Gokudera's case) Dino.

"This girl here helped me get where I'm supposed to be so be nice to her alright?" There was a chorus of "Yes boss!" all around.

"Thanks," she murmured.

"How did you two meet Dino?" Reborn inquired. Tsuna was looking at them back and forth, an indescribable expression on his face. Gokudera and Yamamoto we're also looking at her the same way. Mia hid herself behind Dino. She sighed woefully; there goes her peace and quiet.

"Oh? Mia and I were on a date!" Dino said.

"What?" the three boys exclaimed.

Mia didn't think it was funny and kicked him in the shins. He yelped then rubbed his head apologetically. She glared at him and he nervously laughed. "I was kidding! Really!" he kept apologizing until Mia stopped glaring.

"So what's the real story?" Reborn inquired.

"We met over coffee," she deadpanned him. "Then I helped him get here."

"You forgot I brought you some cake," Dino added but was pinned down by her glare once again.

"That's it?" Reborn seemed almost disappointed.

"I'd tell you about the appearance of unicorns shooting lasers out of their rears and a poptart cat that flew through the sky leaving rainbows behind but I figured you wouldn't have found it interesting," Mia flippantly said, her temper getting the best of her.

"Nobody likes a smartass Mia," Reborn told her.

"Yeah I'm sure," she said scathingly. She just wanted one day to be away from all of this. Was it too much to ask? She glanced at Tsuna and he looked downright uncomfortable. She waited for him to say something – anything. She wanted him to notice that no, she wasn't feeling alright but Tsuna didn't appear to have taken notice at all, which hurt her more than she cared to admit.

"Thank you for helping Dino Mia. Go now, we have business to discuss," Reborn dismissed her. Oh hell, to hell with all of it. She nodded stiffly and left, her ears burning.

Her eyes pricked. Don't you dare cry, she scolded herself. Not for something this stupid.

Her head hung low as she left. She didn't head back to her apartment, couldn't bare being alone in enclosed walls. Instead she walked, not paying attention to where she was going when she really should. She bumped into a large man in the middle of an abandoned street and murmured a quiet apology, not noticing the sickening grin directed right at her.

Back in the Sawada household, there was a stream of protests from everyone in the room.

"Let me go already Reborn!" Tsuna struggled against the green rope that had bound him. He wanted to go after Mia but damn. Reborn. Won't. Let. Him.

"That was harsh kid," Yamamoto murmured.

"Reborn-san…" Gokudera trailed off.

"Reborn, I think that was wrong for you to do." Dino frowned at his former mentor.

"Shut up all of you," Reborn said and yanked the rope backwards. Tsuna fell against his friends in a heap pile. "Not another word – Mia needed to be alone and it's time she learned that not everyone would tolerate her cheek." He shared a glance with Dino.

Dino understood but Tsuna didn't. He stood up and glowered at his tutor. He was going to say something that would have earned him to be shot at but he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He looked at the ID and saw it was Mia. Her picture after they got his phone for the first time. He quickly answered it.

"Mia?"

"Hey Tsuna… you wouldn't happen to know the 911 in Japan right?" Mia gasped. She sounded like she was running.

"911? Mia, what happened?" He demanded. Reborn looked up at him.

"Tenth?" Tsuna held a hand up.

"Put it in speaker Dame-Tsuna," Reborn ordered him. He wanted to spite Reborn but this was more important, so Tsuna obliged.

"I'm just… exercising… you know," she laughed nervously. "So what's the number?"

Air whistled through the phone's speakers and suddenly there was a loud crash and a yelp.

"Oi! Mia, you alright?" Yamamoto asked.

"Peachy," she replied. She cried out suddenly and Tsuna almost slammed his phone to his ear.

"Mia?!"

There was a grunt. "I may or may not have run into a gang… where's Hibari when you need him?" she groaned then the call got cut off. Tsuna tightly held his phone in his hand then shoved it furiously into his pocket. He strode to the door, Gokudera and Yamamoto flanking either side of him.

"Where do you think you're going Tsuna?" Reborn's voice stopped him for a moment. Tsuna turned his head briefly to glance at his tutor.

"I'm saving my friend."

"Let Gokudera and Yamamoto handle it. You need to stay here."

Tsuna whirled around, angry at the audacity of his tutor. "I thought Family was supposed to take care of one another!" He glared at Reborn. "How can you expect me to be a boss when I can't even look after my own friends?"

Dino stared at his 'younger brother' and then at his tutor. Reborn smirked.

"Heh, alright," Reborn said, surprising everyone. "You should be lucky Dame-Tsuna, I know just where their base is."

"You do?" Tsuna blurted out.

"Yes. Dino?" The hitman looked at his other student. The bronco nodded. "Romario! We're going for a ride!"

This is what happens when you sulk around feeling sorry for yourself, Mia thought bitterly, kidnapped by a gang to be done so as they pleased. They haven't done anything yet but she didn't want to think what they would. They took her bag, money and phone. She was left tied in a small smelly room. What is this? A goddamn urinal? She gagged at the smell. Those bastards. Her hands were tied behind her and her feet were bound but she managed to get up by sliding upwards against the wall. She looked around, looking for anything to use to cut her ropes. Nothing. Just a metal pipe, a frying pan and a pack of cigarettes. Remembering something from a book she once read, she relaxed her body to the best of her capabilities.

When she thought she was ready, she lied down on her stomach and bent her body, curling upwards. Easy does it, she thought to herself as sweat ran down her face. Hooking her feet through her arms, she rolled backwards, and slipped her legs through the loop of her arms. It worked! She cheered in her mind. Her hands were now in front of her.

She quickly untied the rope around her feet, keeping herself calm by focusing on the task. After freeing her feet, she undid the knots on her hands with her teeth. It was much more difficult but she kept a cool head. Good things, she told herself. Think about the good things in life. Books, Movies, Pies… The smell of dirt.

She finally freed herself and she grinned at her accomplishment. "Sweet."

Just then, footsteps approached the door and Mia scrambled to hide her hands behind her back and tuck her feet beneath her knees. The door swung open and a yakuza wannabe grinned down at her. She blew a strand of hair from her face and glared at him. He closed the door.

"Shoji and Kibe did good. What's a young pretty thing like you doing here?" he leered at her.

People think she was pretty, she thinks they're stupid. She had freckles dot her face; her hair had weird color proportions of blonde and her mouth was seemingly small which is ironic because she's a big talker when she wants to be. Like now, she said, "Which can't be much to say about you."

"What did you say? You calling me ugly?" He loomed threateningly over her. She scoffed at him. Gokudera had better glares than that.

"You called yourself ugly," she quipped. It happened so fast she didn't see it coming. He backhanded her across the face but she held strong on her position. Just a little more, she told herself over the pain. Angry people don't think straight. Wait for it.

Her cheek stung but her eyes fiercely glared at him.

"Not so pretty now are you?" He sneered at her.

She spat at his face.

He roared and lunged at her. She sidestepped him and picked up the nearest object – the frying pan and whacked him against the face. He crumpled like a sack of potatoes. She hesitantly nudged him with her foot and he grunted. With a squeak, she slammed the frying pan down his head again for good measure. She sensed another person coming, judging by the footsteps it was only one pair. She darted to the door, the pan clutched tightly in her hands.

"Oi Higa? You done already? The boss wants to see you." another yakuza stepped in and saw his comrade on the floor, unconscious. He turned around but Mia hit him across the face as well. Like his friend, he crumpled and Mia struggled to catch him. Her think arms were shaking as she tried to lower him gently. Hoping against hope to muffle the sound and not attract attention. When she accomplished that, she peeked through the crack in the door.

Well shit, the place was filled with them. She saw a window across the room. How many feet can a person survive? She wondered to herself. Fifty feet would kill her for sure and a third story would disable her… she hoped this was a first or second story building. She did not want to go over that plan yet thank you very much.

Think, she told herself. She looked around the small cramped room. Her eyes scanned for anything useful. They landed on the cigarette pack. She picked it up. It was half-full. She searched the unconscious men, and grinned when she found her prize. She opened the top of the pack enough to squeeze all the cigarettes then took all the sticks out and put them back in the other way around. The lighting ends stuck out just enough for it to burn. Taking out the lighter she prayed her plan would work and lighted the cigarettes. When the smoke started to go up, she opened the door and threw the pack inside the other room as far as it can. Immediately, it caught attention and while everyone was focused on it, she opened the door and dived behind the couch. If you could call it that. It was a cheap couch – its cushions were just pillows and then a blanket draped over it.

There was space underneath it and Mia rolled under it. Now all she had to do was either wait for them to leave and sneak out or wait till rescue arrives. She prayed to god nobody was fat – she didn't think the chair would handle the weight nicely or her body for that matter.

She didn't have to wait long, soon they found their missing comrades. There was a lot of angry yelling and threats being thrown around. The kind that made her hands and feet turn cold. They were going to leave to find her when a huge explosion rocked the building. People yelled as they were blown from their feet. She curled into a ball and covered her ears.

"How dare you bastards kidnap Matteis-sama! I'll fucking blow you all!"

"Maa, maa Gokudera. Leave some for me will you?"

"Mia? Mia are you here?" Tsuna's frantic voice made her poked her head from underneath the couch. The sight of the three of them there, made her forget all her troubles these past few weeks.

"Guys!" She was just so happy to see them. They all jumped and she crawled out, choosing to leave the pan. "Thank god you're here!"

Tsuna stared at her. They all did. "Tsuna?" Mia frowned. Dino and Reborn appeared behind them.

"Mia," Tsuna sounded like he was trying hard to control himself. "Did they do that to you?"

Oh. She tentatively touched her cheek. She was still high in adrenaline so she couldn't feel it but it was there. "Um…" she looked down at her feet. "Yes," she said in a quiet whisper. Tsuna's bangs covered his eyes and his fists shook.

"Mia, come here. This is gonna be a bit messy," Dino went over to her and led her outside. Before that, she caught Reborn pointing Leon at Tsuna then she couldn't see them anymore. When they stepped out, Mia flinched as she heard Reborn's gun go off.

It lasted only five minutes and the boys walked out, satisfied for getting back at the gang if one were to judge by their black and blue appearances. Dino's family dealt with them. Tsuna trailed behind the other two, wearing a new pair of pants and a shirt. When he looked up and caught sight of her, he looked so guilty Mia couldn't help but forgive him – forgive all of them, even Reborn.

"You okay?" Yamamoto asked her, frowning at the blooming bruise on her face.

Actually, it really hurt. Now that the adrenaline wore off, she was really feeling it but she smiled anyway even if it did hurt.

"Never better," and she honestly meant it.

"They didn't do anything else right?" Gokudera searched her with his eyes. If it were any girl, they would have called him a pervert but Mia understood. She shook her head.

"They hadn't had time to try." She smirked.

"Mia… I'm sorry," Tsuna suddenly apologized. She snorted.

"My fault for going to places I don't know," she crossed her arms. "To be honest, I should be the one saying sorry. So… I'm sorry." They still look like they wanted to protest but she waved them closer. They did and she managed to wrap her arms on all three of them for a group hug. "And I wanted to say… thank you." When she let go, Gokudera and Yamamoto were both similar shades of red.

She and Tsuna laughed at them.

Translation:

"Ho perso qualcosa?" - Did I miss anything?

"Sono lieto che lei ha." - Be glad that you did.

"L'italiano è migliore del modo," - Your Italian is getting better by the way.

"Egli sembra più un pollo un strangolato." - He sounds more like a strangled chicken.

Cazzo di universe - Fuck you universe