AN: So I'm super bored and have a bunch of story ideas cause I revisited KHR. I'm sooo sad the series ended even though it was years ago but it is still my favourite fanfic fandom to read after so long! I re-read the last arc of the manga and I guess the title just got me thinking whats the point of changing the name haha! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own KHR or xxxholic

"—and now I am apparently the Neo Vongola Primo. As if that is any difference from being Vongola Decimo!" The brunette wailed as he slouched his entire body over the table that was spaced between him and his handsome blonde lookalike.

"Now Tsunayoshi, don't be like that. I for one am very happy that you are now the Neo Vongola Primo. If it is you, I am confident that you will be able to return Vongola to its vigilante roots…although its kind of embarrassing for me to say that title" as Giotto sheepishly scratched his cheeks while gazing lovingly at his descendent. Ever since the battle with Byakuran, Tsuna and Giotto have been able to meet each other in his dreams and more than often not, the reason for Tsuna's exhaustion the next day was due to their endless talks in his dreams. They talked about everything from the Giotto's past to Tsuna's horrible test grades. It was a different kind of reassurance knowing that his glorified ancestor was human like him and had his full support. But in typical Tsuna fashion, he just had to whine about it someone, if not how could he possibly Tsunayoshi?

"Besides, out of everyone shouldn't you be the one who knows the importance of names Tsunayoshi? Or should I call you Ichihara Tsunayoshi from your mother's side." A playful smirk played on Giotto's pale face as he observed Tsuna suddenly straightening his back, sitting much taller and eyes much wiser than seconds ago. As if recalling a particular memory, Tsuna had a faraway look on his face and let a out an amused sigh. A name is not only a string of letters or characters formed to become a phrase to call yourself. It represents you, your essence. Your past, present and future is embedded behind the meaning of your name.

There is no such thing as a coincidence in this world – there is only inevitability.

It was a phrase that everyone from the Ichihara Bloodline learnt from the moment they could comprehend the world around them. Passed from parent to child in hushed whispers, like a legend or a chant that contained an immeasurable amount of power behind them. The reason why Sawada Nana, formerly known as Ichihara Nana was able to smile through the chaos which was everyday life since Reborn came, the reason why Tsuna protested and whined but never truly rebelled against his fate with Vongola was because of this simple phrase.

"Being called Vongola Decimo, means to carry the Vongolas bloodshed and brutal history, to accept it and inevitably follow the same path as your other ancestors did. But with the new title, Neo Primo, it is a fresh start. The path you follow is the path that Primo took, the path of vigilantism and righteousness. A name caries a weight and you know it better than I do. It's the same reason why I only call you by your full name and why your arcobaleno tutor won't tell you his previous name."

Playing with his brown locks, Tsuna tilted his head and smiled softly towards his ancestor. He was truly grateful that Giotto had taken to calling his name instead of his title, he knew that it was Giotto's way of acknowledging Tsuna for who he is at the present and instead of what he was or what he will represent. The same sentiment could be extended to Reborn. As torturous and sadistic his tutor from hell was, he was genuinely touched by Reborn's efforts to help him. What he was called in the past, whatever he was and whatever he did will never tarnish Tsuna's image of him. To Tsuna, Reborn has been and will only ever be Reborn.

"Well I am not interested in his previous name and I doubt I'd ever be. We are the same. That is why I never call you Primo as well Giotto, or would you prefer if I called you oh many-times-great-grandfather." Snickered Tsuna as Giotto painted a flabbergasted and perfectly crafted image of a kicked puppy.

"Giotto is totally fine, I would never dare to ask you to call me by my title after all that we have been through…and also I want you to know no matter what you do, you will never disappoint me Tsunayoshi, my dear grandson. I am positive that you will live beyond the title and bring Vongola back into the light"

Giotto's blue orbs blazed with conviction as it peered deep into wide brown eyes in which amber circled at its edge. No words could describe the connection and depth of emotions that flowed between the two individuals at that moment, or rather, no words were needed as whatever they tried to conveyed to each other was understood by the other.

"Thank you…watch me…as I carry the title of Neo Vongola Primo. I will surpass you in every way possible because isn't that what a son should do for his father?"

Chuckling lightly, Giotto ruffled the bush that was Tsuna's hair and called out fondly "Cheeky son, instead of surpassing me in every way, why don't you focus on your atrocious grades first. Don't you have a test tomorrow that I know you have not studied for?"

"HIEEEE!"

Hope you enjoyed! R&R please!