Homecoming

Namimori, 8 years later

"Do it, Tsuna!" "You're our hope!"

Screams filled the air. A brunet was on the run. His pursuers draw near. Only a little bit left. An attacker in front of him, but he ran forward and jumped above him. He breathed heavier than at the beginning, but that was not a surprise. His green T-shirt with a 27 at the front was wet and stuck on his skin.

He wouldn't give up. Not with the goal in sight. He speed up. A few players protected the goal. They wouldn't let him through. But that doesn't matter. Skillfully, the teenager played around them. The crowd cheered. Then he jumped into the air with the ball and kicked with all his strength.

Goal!

His team had won the game. One of his teammates clapped him on the shoulder. "That was great, Tsuna!" The other players agreed on this with loud screams of happiness. After even more congratulations the teacher came to his students and declared that today's lesson was over and that they could go.

Tsuna volunteered to help clean up. He was halfway through when a tall teen with black spicy hair began to help the brunet, who just nodded in return. The other student smiled all the time. "You know, Tsuna. I don't really understand why you always volunteer to clean up. Especially when school is out for us after this lesson. By the way, you were undeniable good in today's game." He grabbed on of the balls and shoot him into the goal. "Goal!", he laughed and turned around to face Tsuna. But Tsuna didn't seem to be so enthusiastic.

"Thanks, but please, don't make it messier than it already is, Takeshi."

"Haha. Sorry, Tsuna."

Takeshi was Tsuna's first friend in Namimori. After the – in the end not so catastrophic – first day, they often hang out together. Takeshi was good in sports, especially in his favorite one: baseball. Because of that, he was popular at school. But in the mental aspect he still needed improvement.

Tsuna was good in sports, too, and unlike Takeshi, also in academics. But he wasn't the best in his class. That would be to difficult to explain. After all, if someone asked Tsuna why he was so good in school, he couldn't just answer: "That's easy to explain. One of the best assassins in the world taught me." That was a no-no.

"Finally done."

"Yeah, but nobody forced you to help.", remarked Tsuna. Takeshi only laughed and put an arm around the shorter one's shoulder. "You must be hungry. Let's go to my place. I'm sure my dad will make something for us. And if not I can do it." Tsuna smiled. "Sounds good to me."

The two of them left the school grounds and made their way to Takesushi. Takeshi told Tsuna about his last math test. He only got 15 points. "I don't know what to do anymore, Tsuna.", Takeshi sighed. For the brunet the answer was clear. "Then learn more."

But Takeshi laughed again. "But if I do that, I wouldn't have time to train."

"It's really easy, Takeshi. You need to find a balance between these both things."

"You really like those spiritually things, don't you?"

"What spiritually things? It's a wisdom my teacher taught me, Tak-"

"Tsuna-kun!", they heard a voice from behind them and turned around. "Kyoko-chan." Kyoko was popular in school, too. Especially because of her kindness and her looks. Tsuna met her on his first day, too. Takeshi, Kyoko and Tsuna were best friends since then.

"Are you two going to Takesushi? Could I come too?", asked Kyoko with a smile on her lips.

"Sure, I don't see why not.", answered Takeshi. So Takeshi, Tsuna and Kyoko went together.

"By the way, Tsuna-kun, you're living alone at the moment, do you?" Tsuna nodded. Adriana was still missing without a trace and Reborn followed in her shoes. But for cute, little Tsu-kun it was still too dangerous.

"Mmh, strange." Kyoko looked thoughtfully and a little confused. "I could swear that I saw somebody in your house." Tsuna stopped. Could it really be? After all these years.

"I'm sorry Kyoko-chan, Takeshi, but I must check on something. We can go eat together tomorrow.", apologized Tsuna and without to wait for an answer he ran home.

"Haha. Tsuna is always so lively."

"Yeah."

Tsuna stood before his own door, but he didn't want to open it. What would he find at the inside? Would he be disappointed? Or happy?

He sighed. There was only one way to find out. The brunet took out the key and opened the door. Slowly the door revealed a floor. Nobody was there.

Tsuna went into the house. "Hello! Reborn! Adriana!"

Silence. Nothing.

He looked in every room. Still nothing. Nobody answered. Kyoko must have mistaken something. Now he really felt disappointed. But he should have known better. His two family member were both gone for years. As if they would just appear before him, so out of the blue. Hope dies last.

His body was the first to react. He jumped to the side, a bullet flew beside him into the wall. Quickly he took out a gun, turned around and aimed. Before him stood a tall teenager. Not much older than himself. He wore a suit. And a fedora. It was familiar. Could it be?

"Reborn!", cried Tsuna and hugged the older one. Now he really felt safe and at home. After such a long time of waiting. How long ago was it? Ah, six years...Yeah, six years.

Tsuna's face turned red. He let go of Reborn. He wasn't a little kid anymore. And Reborn wasn't one, too.

A hand stroked his hair. Even after all the time, he just couldn't let it be. Reborn smirked. "Long time no see, Dame-Tsuna.", he said and went into the living room. Reborn was back. Wait! Could this mean...

"You found a trace of Adriana, Reborn!?" Tsuna was euphoric. But Reborn tensed. No good sign.

"No, I haven't. And before you ask, I'm not here because I found a trace. I want to be truthfully to you, Tsuna. The past few years I was an assassin. Mostly for Vongola. So I got my hand on an important piece of information. This night, you and I will leave Namimori. We will start a new life somewhere else."

To say Tsuna was shocked was an understatement. He expected a lot, but this one was not on his list. And for Reborn to say something so unlike him. That must be one of the rare moments, reserved for when they were alone as a family. "Why?"

"Because the Vongola is searching."

Vongola was the biggest and the most influential mafia famiglia at the moment. Tsuna knew so much. "But what has that to do with us?" He wasn't willing to leave his home without a good excuse.

"They're searching for an heir."

So, 8 years have passed in which Tsuna lived fairly alone. By the way, to you all who don't want to count, Tsuna is now 16 and Reborn is 18.

Preview: Tsuna "battles" with Reborn and a part of his past comes to light.