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Chapter 5

Reborn stomped through the halls of the Vongola mansion, glaring at every single person that meets his eye and gets within his personal bubble. His whole posture screamed 'Get the fuck away from me or be blown into fucking pieces' He had a deep scowl that can make even the strongest mafiosos pee their pants and run to their mammy asking for help. With that glare and aura, I'm pretty sure that most would have fainted on sight. Right now, he's mad-NO, he's infuriated beyond belief. What did he ever do wrong? Sure he killed and he was sadistic, Spartan hitman but he was pretty sure he had been really careful not to piss a God off. So, why did he have to tutor that brat?

Now, you are be probably wondering who the offending brat is. Well, of course, it's none other than Sawada Takeyoshi, the soon to be Vongola Decimo. Reborn snorted mentally as he hurried his footsteps to a certain office. Really, that brat wasn't fit to be Vongola Decimo. That boy was crazed beyond his belief, more crazed than Byakuran, and he'll be leading the Vongola. Reborn's glare deepened as he became more infuriated than before. He watched as the maids and butlers moved out of his way, some even tripping from trying to get away from the pissed hitman.

And it certainly didn't help that the brat had been injured by Gokudera Hayato. But of course, Reborn is the world's greatest hitman and the strongest of the Arcobaleno. He knows the truth of what really happened. Takeyoshi thinks he has Reborn fooled. Oh how wrong he is. Reborn knew from the very start that Takeyoshi injured himself and put the blame on Gokudera. Reborn had just been careful in hiding his emotions that Takeyoshi didn't notice the disbelief that painted his features internally. He was a hitman. He was trained to conceal his emotions and he did.

Reborn halted as he stopped in front familiar oak doors. He kicked the doors opened with a loud BANG and stomped in front of a desk filled with mountain and mountain of paperwork that he couldn't even see the figure behind him. He trailed his eyes down paper and slammed his hand on the desk, hard. The figure on the desk jolted awake as the papers scattered on the floor. The young man blinked dazedly and was about to shout at the person for ruining his paperwork that he'd spent hours on until he saw the thundered expression on the hit man's face.

"H-H-H-Hey, R-R-Reborn…" He greeted shakily as a strained smile made its way onto his handsome features. 'Shit!...Why is Reborn here!? Oh fuck, I'm going to die. He's glaring daggers at me for god's sake! Oh dios mios, I haven't written my will yet…' thought Giotto as he watched the hit man's expression darken. Reborn watched as Giotto glared daggers at him before breaking out into a strained smile, greeting him shakily. A vein twitched in his forehead as he heard the blonde's thoughts and he smirked, darkly.

Giotto examined the hitman before him and couldn't help but suppress a shiver in his spine as soon as he saw the devilish smirk on the hitman's face. The room temperature dropped rapidly that Giotto felt like he was locked in a freezer. "Care to repeat your thoughts, hmmm… Baka-Giotto?" said Reborn as he smiled innocently. Giotto gulped. The smile in Reborn's face was even more creepier than it usually was and it was scaring the shit out of him he brought his hands up as his forehead twitched violently in fear, sweat trickling down his forehead. "W-w-what a-are you t-t-talking about, Reborn?" stuttered Giotto as the room temperature returned to normal. He inwardly sighed in relief. He wasn't going to die!

Reborn sighed as he plopped down on one of the plush sofas settled in the room covered with papers. He pulled his fedora down his thundered features. "If that damn brat thinks he can fool me… He's got another thing fucking coming" he snarled. He hated that brat beyond anything. He was the scum of the scum. Hell, even Yamamoto Takeshi hates the brat. And if you can make even Yamamoto hate you, then you're a fucking trash.

He'd be damned if Sawada Takeyoshi inherits the throne. He'd lead the Vongola into another generation of bloodshed and cruelty, one that may never be reverted back to what Vongola Primo created, a vigilante group to protect civilians. Reborn wondered what Primo feels right watching his descendant ruin his hard earned vigilante group that took him years and years to form. Primo must have felt and is feeling disheartened and regret that his group, which was suppose to protect, destroy and hurt. If Reborn was Primo, he would've haunted his descendant and kill him himself.

Giotto watched as his tutor heaved a heavy sigh and felt his eyes softened. He hadn't seen Reborn this frustrated and pissed off ever since he tried to escape from paperwork and almost destroyed his Tutor's favorite coffee machine. He shivered at the memory of an even more demonic Reborn. 'No, No Giotto…It's all over now. No more Lussuria , Pink tutus and tiaras, no more graphic images, no more…It's over and it's in the past' That punishment was the most humiliating and fucking terrifying thing he'd ever experience, more terrifying than seeing Alaude and Hibari without their morning tea. Those Skylarks have some serious mood swings.

Giotto smile gently and stood up from his desk, his chair skidding, and approached Reborn, flopping down beside him at his left. He turned to his tutor who was looking at him with amusement swimming in those –scary as fuck- obsidian eyes. Giotto stared back and smiled bitterly. "How do you feel like having a cup of espresso? We can talk about 'him' somewhere else, just not in the mansion…If Iemitsu hears us, he'll throw a hissy fit" he said with a light chuckle.

Reborn looked at his student, weighing the pros and cons. Well, he really did need an espresso and he really wanted something to just get his mind off all this 'Gokudera must be killed' –Iemitsu's words, not his- and take a break. He may be the world's greatest hitman but he's still human. And he seriously thinks that if he hears Iemitsu's voice again, he'd kill him on spot. That man was blind.

Iemitsu couldn't see the devil in his son. He couldn't see the demon that roams in his own son. He couldn't see his son's cruelty, lust for bloodshed and war. All that idiota blonda sees is a kind and amusing son that is the 'perfect' mafia boss for Vongola. Reborn seriously wants to kill the father and son duo. Iemitsu's blindness is going to lead Vongola in to more war and he won't have his 'handsome and kind' son not take the throne. Nono can't object. Takeyoshi is the last heir and Xanxus doesn't have Vongola blood running in his veins, so he was out of the options.

Even Nana, the most kind-hearted and forgiving person despised her own family. He can see the hate and lust to kill both the son and father on the spot. She acts like she loves both of them but Reborn could see that Nana hated them to the oblivion. Reborn sighed. Yep, he could really get a cup of espresso. He needs it more than anything. He stood up and stretched his back, Giotto watching in amusement. He turned back to face Giotto. "Change in your most normal outfit that doesn't scream 'I'M-IN-THE-MAFIA!'…We're going in five. If you're not ready by then…"He said as he smirked sadistically, Leon crawling to his mind and changing it's from into a gun. Reborn pointed the gun at Giotto's head and watched as those cerulean eyes flash in fear. He didn't even need to finish the sentence to get his message across and Giotto was already out of the room, scrambling to get away from Reborn. Reborn smirked

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Exactly four and a half minutes later, Giotto came in panting. He wore a simple black and thick trench coat, a dark green sweater above a white dress shirt, a dark blue and purple stripped scarf surrounding his neck and a dark pair of jeans. All in all, he looked handsome. "L-Let's go" panted Giotto was soon as he got a bit of his breath back. Reborn whistled as he applauded quietly. "Wow…A new record. You deserve a medal, Baka-Gio" he said sarcastically as Giotto glared at him.

"S-Shut up, or else I'm n-not treating you" threatened Giotto. Reborn smirked and punched his student on the head, causing Giotto to fall on the carpet with a not so graceful thud. Reborn smirked wider as he stepped on Giotto's back, cocking a gun and pointing it at Giotto's head. "You will treat me whether or not you want because since I, the world's most handsomest and strongest hitman decided ever since you asked me if I wanted espresso" he said with a cocky smirk.

Meanwhile Giotto sighed. "So, I had no choice or say in this whatsoever and you will eventually force me to pay for your espresso?"

Reborn smirked. Giotto snorted as he rolled his eyes. "Of course, now, do get off me please"

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"So, do tell me where we are heading, Baka-Gio" asked Reborn after a few minutes of comfortable silence, just talking a slow stroll through the snow-filled streets of Sicily. Now, you're all probably wondering why it's snowing in Sicily when it's clearly impossible since Italy only has two seasons. Simple, it was a one in a lifetime experience that was caused by Verde. It was just a lovely day in which Verde was working on another experiment and accidently spilled a content of chemicals in one of his machines that was used to change seasons. Don't ask, it was Luche's idea. Their boss really wanted for it to snow for at least one day but since Verde spilled a bottle of chemicals on the machine that was coincidentally used to lengthen the amount of days just by adding a drop, it is now going to snow for who knows how many months.

Giotto rolled his eyes. "To a café, what else?" He had to stifle a yelp as soon as he felt throbbing pain at his head, caused by his most beloved Tutor's show of lovely affections. Please not the sarcasm, hint, hint. "Don't get cheeky with me, Baka-Gio" glared Reborn as he hit his student. Giotto merely rolled his eyes mentally, not wanting to face the wrath of his tutor.

He straightened his back and sighed, his breath coming out as a frosty air. "Sorry, Reborn. We're going to a café recommended to me by one of the maids, said something about 'Heavenly food and equally heavenly angel'. I couldn't really understand the rest since the poor maid fainted with blood running down her nose" Said Giotto. Reborn raised a brow in amusement. "Heavenly food and Heavenly angel ? What is she on about" said Reborn. And no, he did not ask, since the world's greatest hitman does not ask, he demands.

Giotto hummed, each stepped they take creating a foot print on the snow as they got closer to their destination. "I told you, I have no clue…Oh, we're here"

Reborn and Giotto both examined the small café in front of them, raising their eyebrows in perfect sync at the small, but homey looking café. It was simple really, two large, double-glazed windows found at each side of the glass door, the walls painted in a light pastel orange, a variety of delicious and mouth-watering treats displayed behind the windows that both Giotto and Reborn had to admit, it looked tasty. A large menu sign was placed in front of the right, gargantuan window and had the special and other treats written with colorful chalk that was fading a bit due to the snow. A large sign placed above the shop saying 'Sky Café'

Giotto had to admit, the maid was right. The café looked simple but heavenly. Behind the windows, he saw people interacting and laughing together and he didn't need his Hyper Intuition to know that everyone in this café treated each other like they were family, some even fighting with the rest laughing. Giotto smiled. He wished that Vongola could be like this. The café felt like it was a place owned by a person that's a perfect sky, his Hyper Intuition agreeing with him.

Meanwhile Reborn watched as Giotto stared at the café with something akin to want in his eyes. Reborn knew what it was. Giotto wanted Vongola to act like this. Giotto wanted everyone to get along with each other , to love and accept each other and every single one would treat each other fairly. Giotto wanted Vongola to turn into something like this café right here and Reborn couldn't help but agree wholeheartedly. He sighed and touched Giotto's shoulder, gaining attention from the said man. "Let's go, no point in us standing like idiots here"

Giotto's eyes widened but smiled later on. He knew that this was Reborn's way of comforting him without sounding soft or comforting. Reborn may be sadistic but the hitman can care was well. Giotto nodded. "Yeah.." he replied and took hold of the handle, opening it with the ringing of bells invading his and everyone else's ears. Reborn and Giotto watched as all the other occupants halted their doings and their attention solely on them. Even the trio that was in the middle of a fight-one of them and had their foot stopped right in front of the other's face, another was on the back of the one almost kicking the other guy on the face, his hands fisted in them as he was trying to pull it off- stopped. Giotto, Reborn and the others were having a staring showdown.

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"Hey! Since when did you grow so tall, Cielo?" asked one of the occupants as other's followed.

"Yeah! And why did you do your hair?"

"How did you grow in one day?"

"Wow! You're so handsome and mature now, Cielo! But I like the cute you more!"

And so on….

Giotto and Reborn looked dumfounded. What were these people talking about? Cielo? Grow taller? Cute? Dyeing his hair? What? Which are they talking to, Him or Reborn? Giotto gulped as pointed a shaky finger at himself. "M-Me?" he asked dumbly as Reborn mentally sighed. Really, no matter how many years have passed, Giotto was still an idiot. He made a mental note to torture Giotto later on. "Of course you, Baka-Gio…Since I was always handsome and never cute. Plus, I don't die my hair" growled Reborn, annoyed at his student's idiotic-ness.

The other occupants stopped their antics as silence took them again. The next thing Giotto knew was that he was on his back on the café floor with forks, spoons and knives aimed at him and every single occupant glaring at him like he'd done the most unforgivable crime on earth. He swallowed his nervousness. What did he do to get into this situation? One moment they were praising him about how handsome he is, which was flattering, but the next thing, he was being aimed at with culinary equipments that looked scary as shit.

"Who are you and what did you do to Cielo?" they all asked in perfect sync with perfect murderous auras that everyone outside the café ran for their lives as if hell was going loose. Giotto gulped nervously as he sent a look at his dumbfounded tutor, pleading him to do something. Reborn silently grabbed Leon, turning him into his trusty gun behind his back. These weren't normal civilians, well they are, but with the way they were acting, they sure didn't look like it. One wrong move and their forks and spoons would be aimed at him, not that he can't take them all at once, it's just better not to take risks.

Giotto inwardly cried as his chibi self ran around in circles. 'Uwaah!... What am I going to do!? I never even got my strawberry shortcake yet!' His chibi-self running around tearing his hair out on the inside, only to be brought out of his thoughts as the items neared his throat. Giotto felt sweat trickling down his temple as the occupants glared harder. "We'll ask you again…Who are you and what did you do with Cielo?"

Reborn neared and was prepared to fight until the shop door opened…revealing a cuter version of Giotto. He felt his eyes widen and jaw drop. What the fuck?

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Meanwhile, while Giotto was busy writing his will mentally, the shop door opened and he inwardly cried. 'Thank you whoever you are savior! I'm not going to die by the hands of spoons and forks!' he thought. I mean, that would have been really humiliating. The CEDEF leader of Vongola dying by the hands of civilians that used spoons and forks….Giotto shivered at the humiliation he would have gotten from that.

He watched as the other's thundered expressions were replaced with smiles and blushes. He moved his eyes to his tutor who was standing there with his eyes wide open and his jaw unhinged. He would have laughed at the expression the hitman was portraying but didn't in fear of his life. He carefully stood up when all the bundle of heaviness on top of him disappeared, the others greeting the new occupant. He sighed and turned his head to thank his savior, ignoring Reborn who still had his jaw unhinged.

His eyes landed on a petit male(?) and he felt his eyes pop out of their sockets. Standing in front of him was an exact carbon copy of him, except younger, cuter, lithe and petit, and had different colored eyes and hair, but the resemblance was uncanny. And for the first time in the CEDEF leader's life, he fainted. Yep, how humiliating.

*Please read the author's note for more info*

END

Hey minna! I'm really sorry for updating late! I just finished my test for this week and I still have next week! I have maths on Monday, Tuesday we have no school for some reason I don't know, Irish and CSPE again on Wednesday, English, French and Geography on Thursday and Business on Friday. Wahhhhh! I hate Christmas exams!Don't worry! I'm not going to abandon this! I'm just going to be updating late until next week! After next week, I'd be updating again!

And thank you for all the reviews! I hope you all enjoy this chapter! Don't worry, you can still vote for who you want after Reborn and Giotto. Their meeting with Tsuna isn't finish yet. Maybe one or two more chapters!

Anon-san: Well, just imagine a cute Tsuna with bluish white hair with Giotto's blue eyes just with a hint of amber in them. I'll try draw an illustration next time!

And who do you want to appear next? Remember! Two people can appear in the next chapter!

Arcobaleno:

Reborn- out

Fon

Colonello

Verde

Viper

Skull

Luce

Lal

Tenth Generation:

Hibari

Mukuro and Chrome

Yamamoto

Ryohei

Lambo

First Generation( in this case, CEDEF leaders) :

Giotto-out

G

Knuckle

Alaude

Daemon

Lampo

Asari

Shimon(Includes Enma and Cozart)

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