Once the vehicle stopped by a large mansion, a butler opened the car door and Tsuna exited. He looked at the butler again and saw that he looked of Japanese descent. He had raven black hair and brown eyes. For a moment, Tsuna mistook him for Yamamoto, but he wasn't as tall as this man. The raven looked quite calm and easygoing with a smile on his face just like Yamamoto's, but he definitely wasn't him. He had a katana near his right waist. 'A samurai?' Tsuna thought. Although he had a Japanese appearance and a katana, he wore a black suit with a white dress shirt, a red tie, and black dress shoes. 'No tailcoat? So he's not a butler?' he thought, 'Then who is he?'

Tsuna snapped out of his thoughts when the man closed the car door shut. Tsuna looked at the mansion and gulped. He could get easily lost in a mansion this big, knowing himself… It'll probably take hours to find the bathroom…

The blonde exited the car and ordered another one of his servants to take the car to one of their 'garages'—or at least that's what he called it. It was more of a room the size of a city with perhaps a million vehicles occupying the space.

He walked over to the Japanese man and spoke in Italian.

"Give him a tour of the entire mansion, except for a couple of rooms. I believe you know which rooms those are." He continued, "I trust that you can do it, Asari."

The Japanese referred to as Asari smiled and nodded his head, "Of course you can trust me, Decimo. I'm not your left hand man for grins."

'Eh? He knows some other language? But he looks Japanese… I don't get it anymore.' Tsuna thought.

The blonde leaves the area. The last thing Tsuna heard him mutter was something about the devil taking the form of his paperwork.

Asari looked at Tsuna and smiled. "Hello there, my name is Asari Ugetsu. Just call me Asari. You don't have to be formal with me either. Just Asari will be fine."

'So he does know Japanese…' Tsuna replied, "Hello… My name is Tsunayoshi, but call me Tsuna."

"It's nice to meet you, Tsuna." He said.

"It's nice to meet you too, Asari." Tsuna replied.

Asari grinned and gestured Tsuna to follow him with a wave of his hand. He complied and followed him into the mansion. Tsuna's jaws dropped at the interior of the foyer and the numerous amounts of male servants in black suits pacing around in the place. Some were cleaning, some were carrying things from one place to another, and some were barking orders to other servants. 'They're not wearing tailcoats either.' Tsuna thought. 'Are they not servants or am I not up-to-date with butler fashion?'

Two people that stood out the most are the man with red—or is it pink—hair that is currently raising his voice at a strange green-haired teen. For some reason, the two of them reminded Tsuna of Lambo and Gokudera occasionally fighting over ridiculous topics such as why Lambo would demand to have two servings of takoyaki instead of one. His heart ached at the memory. He wanted to be back at home with his friends again. He already missed their arguing, their laughs, their smiles… He missed it all…

Asari sweat-dropped and walked over to the two, trying to calm them down and asking what the issue was. Tsuna watched as the red-haired man spouted more harsh Italian words at Asari, but he was unfazed and laughs it off just as how Yamamoto would react to Gokudera when he proceeds to call him a baseball-freak. Now that he thinks about it, he wonders how they are feeling now that Tsuna can no longer go to the same school with them and share any more memories of them together.

The red-head noticed the young brunette standing near the front door all alone and spaced-out. 'That kid is…,' he thought and shouted to him. Tsuna's thoughts ended.

"Hey, kid!"

Tsuna looked up to see that the three men looked at him with curiosity.

"Yeah, you. Who are you and what the hell are you doing here?" The red-head demanded and ignored the comments from Asari telling him to not yell at Tsuna like that.

The green-haired teen sighed and rolled his eyes. "Not another brat… I hate kids…" He immediately left the foyer and walked towards another room away from the three.

Tsuna bit his lip and replied, "My name is Tsuna. I don't know the whole story of why I'm here, but I know that I was… sold…" The last part of the sentence was more of a mumble, but the red-head seemed to catch it.

"Sold?" The red-head wanted to ask many, many more questions, but he felt that Giotto had something to do with this so maybe he'll ask him later. Instead, he asked only one more question: "Did Giotto bring you here?"

"Who?" Tsuna asked.

"The blonde and blue-eyed guy. He's our boss, the Decimo."

"… Yeah…" Tsuna thought about the man who was at his front door at home. 'So this Giotto owns this place?'

"…Then you must be Tsunayoshi he's been talking about all these years..." The red-head softened a bit and sighed.

Tsuna raised his eyebrow. 'All these years? What's he talking about? And… how did he know my whole first name?'

There was silence between the three until Asari broke it saying that Tsuna still needs his tour. Asari proceeds to lead Tsuna to another direction, leaving the read-head to bark some more orders at other clumsy servants. Tsuna then followed Asari around the mansion.

"And this is Giotto's office. Don't go in there though. Giotto is busy with his paperwork that he needs to turn in by tomorrow." Asari only showed Tsuna the door to Giotto's office, but didn't open the door.

The two continued to walk for hours, room after room until Asari showed Tsuna to his new room. "This will be where you're staying. I wish you the best of luck as your stay here at Vongola manor." Asari then left Tsuna to look around his room.

Tsuna sighed and scanned the room. The room only had a small bed, a closet, a dresser, a tall lamp, and only one window. Great… Not only does Tsuna have to live with Giotto—a person he has no knowledge of—for the rest of his life, he also has no easy way of escaping since he's on the third floor. Jumping down and out of the window may give him serious injuries. Also, there aren't enough bed sheets, blankets, and whatnot to tie a rope-like thing down too… He sighed.

'Well… I guess this is it… This is my new life…' That thought sent a small shiver down Tsuna's spine. No! He didn't want to live like this. There were so many things he wanted to do with his life: trying out for sports, eating new kinds of foods, asking out the love of his life—Kyoko. His heart broke when he thought about not ever seeing her again. A couple of tears fell out of his eye when he thought about home. Oh cruel fate… 'Why? Why did it have to be me?' Tsuna began sobbing at the foot of his new bed.

He immediately stopped crying when he heard a knock at his door. He wanted to shoo the person away for bothering him, but that's not how Tsuna is. He wanted to be a nice person to everyone. It hurt him every single time he hurt anyone—not that he's done so in his life.

Tsuna got up, wiped his eyes dry, and proceeded to open the door. It was Giotto.

"Can I come in?" Giotto said. He looked at Tsuna in the eyes again. This time, his eyes were still cold, but were also full of sadness beneath them.

"Y-yeah…" Tsuna opened the door wide enough to let Giotto in.

Giotto enters the room and Tsuna closes the door behind him.

"Um…" Tsuna tries to speak.

Giotto sat at the foot of his bed and pats the space next to him, gesturing for Tsuna to sit right next to him. Tsuna hesitates, but sits anyway.

"Tsunayoshi…"

"P-please c-call me Tsuna…" Tsuna flushed a shade of pink. He had no idea how to talk to him. He was afraid that he might be struck by him because of his own self being 'property', so he looked at the ground. Tsuna was entirely afraid of being treated like some property…

"Then you can call me Giotto. I don't like it when people call me Decimo…"

Tsuna nods. "So… What is a Decimo?"

"It means Tenth. I'm the Tenth generation heir to Vongola."

"Vongola?" Tsuna tilts his head to the side.

"Err… It's a bit complicated…" Giotto bites his lip a bit. 'Should I really tell him who we really are? Should I trust him to the full extent?' He thought.

"Ah…" Tsuna looks away.

There was a moment of awkward silence.

"…Do you… hate me?" Giotto asks daringly.

"Eh?" Tsuna blinked.

"Do you hate me… for taking you away, I mean."

Tsuna looks down at his feet. "I don't know… I mean… I don't know you very well or why I'm here other than the fact that I've been sold… So… I don't really hate you…" He looks at Giotto in the eyes. "Maybe… Why don't we… get the chance to know each other better? I'd like to know you better."

Giotto widened his eyes. 'Am I hearing what I think I'm hearing?' Giotto never heard these words throughout his whole entire life as boss and it really makes him feel… lighter. He smiles at Tsuna softly. His eyes were happy for a moment. "Yeah, I agree."

Tsuna blinked. The way this man smiles; it's so beautiful that Tsuna couldn't help but smile a bit in return. So why was he kind of cold a couple of moments ago…?

"How about I take you out somewhere tomorrow afternoon? It'd be quite boring to pace back and forth in this little room with nothing to do." Giotto suggested.

Tsuna nodded in agreement. He then asked about the strange people he met: the green-head, red-head, and Asari.

Giotto chuckled a bit, "The green-haired young man is Lampo. He's quite lazy and loves to eat sweets—quite narcissistic too, but he's sweet when you know him better. Same for G, the red-head—my right hand man. He can have a temper and smokes a bit, but he's nice and loyal once you get to know him better. When you need help, ask G. I'm sure he'll help you out. Asari—my left hand man—is always nice, smiles a lot too; but when his friends are in danger, he turns serious. There's also Knuckles who is a priest at a church a couple of miles away from here. He has brown eyes, brown hair, and a white bandage on his nose. You'd be surprised at how loud he is and how good of a doctor he is too. There's Alaude. He has bright blonde hair and cobalt blue eyes. He's very quiet and he hates crowds; always serious. He carries handcuffs with him everywhere he goes. And there's also Daemon who gets kind of creepy at times, but he's very gentle when you get to know him better too…" Giotto blushed a bit after finishing his explanations because he realized that he was rambling on an on non-stop. He never lasted this long in a conversation with someone before without being bored. Something about the brunette makes Giotto feel at ease…

Tsuna smiled. He didn't fail to notice his blush.

"Please don't laugh." Giotto smiled.

That actually caused Tsuna to laugh a bit. Giotto was about to tackle the brunette playfully until G entered the room to tell him that he still has more paperwork to finish by tomorrow. Giotto frowned a bit. He checked the time on his pocket watch to see that it was 11:22 at night. How long was he talking with Tsuna and how did he not notice the time?

"Oh…" Giotto got up, "Sorry Tsuna, but it seems that I have things to do. I enjoyed our conversation. Don't forget about tomorrow." He smiled.

Tsuna smiled in return, "Me too and I won't."

"Good night." Said Giotto.

"Good night." Said Tsuna.

And with that, the blonde closed the door behind him.

"Are you sure about this? I mean, the kid might be traumatized when he knows what Vongola is." G said to Giotto as he stood in front of Giotto's desk in his office.

"I'm sure." Giotto was determined to be open to Tsuna.

"Where are you taking him?" G said.

"To a nice place that I usually go to for lunch nearby a park." Giotto picked up his pen and proceeded to work on his paperwork.