EDITED:

I have to admit, there is a lot to do with TU. I can't believe how I missed so many errors. But I'm here now and shall rectify that. In fact, after TU I'll be setting my sights on TU: Family Tales. I have a lot of projects in mind. Hahahaha

Disclaimer: I do not own KHR.

Tsuna opened his eyes and thought how the sky really looked pretty when its dawn. The rising orange hues always seemed to banish all the bad things of yesterday as the day begun anew. He yawned sleepily and turned on his side. He didn't want to wake up yet. Wait… his eyes snapped open. Dawn? He sat up and looked around. He started to panic as he realized that he was not sleeping on his bed or even in his room. Where the hell was he?

Looking around, Sawada Tsunayoshi had found himself surrounded by blades of grass that gently swayed on the hill. The breeze caressed his cheeks and he sniffed the air. It was fresher yet carried a scent completely unfamiliar with him. He sat on hill that overlooked a bustling town and gaped at the sight of it. It wasn't as if he didn't know where he was. Oh he definitely knew where he was. But he was there at the same time that he wasn't.

"Oh no way." He sat there, stunned.

For even if he was familiar with it, it was different. The streets were cobbled with stone, there were no cars and instead there were horse-drawn carriages and carts, no electrical lines, no cellphones and even the people were different. They wore clothes of an era that had long passed back in his time.

His time, his mind repeated wearily with a touch of panic.

In the distance, a family of geese quacked. The sound caused Tsuna to finally digest that he was very much not at home. Being far away from home was a huge understatement. If you call being in the wrong time one.

The young man rubbed his temples as he vividly recalled what happened.

"Ah!" Tsuna said as he was thrown into the room.

"Tenth!" Gokudera ran to him, making sure his beloved boss didn't suffer a fracture or some other form of injury.

"I wonder what the kid's been impatient about…" Yamamoto mused as he walked into the room, arms crossed behind his head.

Tsuna grunted and sat up. All those years of being 'tutored' by Reborn had made him almost indestructible to petty injuries, such as being flung into a wall or being hit with an explosive.

"Tenth, are you alright?" Gokudera asked.

"I'm fine Gokudera-kun." Tsuna assured as he bent his neck until it popped. Sighing in satisfaction, he stood up and looked at Yamamoto.

"I've been wondering about that a lot," he said as he strolled around the room. Whatever must have happened had to be very serious if Reborn was willing to go through the trouble of kidnapping them while walking home. Tsuna raked his fingers through his hair, irritated while resisting to pull his hair out. The insane mind that was his tutor's was incomprehensible but it didn't stop him from thinking that if Reborn wanted to say something, was it really necessary to kidnap them? He even went through the process of sedating them! He paced around the room to calm his nerves.

"SAWADA!" Ryoyei screamed out as he slammed open the door in Tsuna's face. It was rather unfortunate for him to be standing by the door so he moved to the window instead while holding his nose.

"Oi! Lawn head, watch what you're doing!" Gokudera hissed at Ryohei.

"What did I do octopus head?" Ryohei asked, honestly curious as to why the bomber was seething at him.

A vein popped in Gokudera's head and he began ridiculing the oblivious boxer. Yamamoto began to calm the two as the heated argument began between the boxer and the wannabe bomber. Tsuna stood by the window, the picture of solemnity while in the inside he was truly crying at his rotten luck? Had he done something unforgivable in his past life? As he contemplated, life proved to him just how rotten his luck was when the window beside him shattered as a whirl of black came in.

"Heeiii!" Tsuna screeched as he covered his face with his arms.

The figure, as it so happens to be, was no other than Hibari Kyoya – a man that makes the most epic solo entrances in Vongola's history. Besides from being the aloof cloud, Hibari actually lives up to that title. Tsuna asked himself why did he even bother wondering why Hibari would go all trouble just to make a flashy entrance. But he were to be honest, did it matter? Hibari does what Hibari wants. Instead of face palming, he just moved to another part of the room.

Hibari brushed off the bits of glass off his jacket and preceded to the corner of the room while ignoring Gokudera, who was currently swearing at him. Yamamoto laughed, along with Ryohei. Tsuna sighed, things just can't get anymore hectic than this, right? The door opened once again to reveal Chrome and Lambo. Chrome shyly approached her fellow guardians and greeted them with a curt nod before sitting on a couch nearby. Lambo, being the annoying guardian he is, ran straight first to Tsuna and began pulling on his leg.

"Tsuna! Can I have some candy please?" he begged.

Compared to his five year-old self three years ago, Lambo was actually well mannered but if he didn't get what he wanted those polite traits that he was taught would be the first to be flung out of the window. Tsuna dug into his pockets, he didn't want to deal with an annoying Lambo right now, and fished out a candy bar that he had. He gave it to Lambo and he went away, telling himself how great he was. Tsuna sweat dropped. That didn't change… at all.

Tsuna looked around him. Mostly everyone was here. He expected that his guardians would be rounded up. But where was…?

"Kufufufu~" a voice said out of nowhere. Just beside Tsuna, out of the mist and into the open was none other than Mukuro. With a teasing smirk, he gently blew a puff of breath at the nape of the boss' neck.

"Heeeeiiiiii!" Tsuna scrambled back into the wall, almost slamming into Hibari, while clutching his neck. Hibari greeted his nemesis with a special glare that he only reserved for the pineapple head.

"Oi pineapple head! Don't just freaking appear out of nowhere!" Gokudera shouted at him. Mukuro merely smirked and brushed him off. Pissed, Gokudera went to help Tsuna, who was being glared at by Hibari for being close. Tsuna let out a groan, wondering if releasing Mukuro was really wise. But he was glad at least that the illusionist was free though he hoped that Mukuro would behave himself after Tsuna went through the trouble to release it. It took a lot of persuasive begging on his part to the Ninth, some support from Chrome and surprisingly, death threats from Hibari. Tsuna knew however that Hibari's reason was less than kind. His guardian has been a free man for the past three months since then.

"Everyone here kora?" they heard and turned to look. Tsuna's jaw almost dropped. Standing by the doorway was the Arcobaleno, complete with Aria and the never before-wanted-person-to-be-seen-in-Tsuna's life, Verde.

Aria smiled apologetically at him.

Not only had his Guardians gathered but the Arcobaleno? Tsuna knew then just how serious it was and serious he will be. He assumed a more business-like presence and like a switch has been flipped, asked "Reborn, what's going on?" A boss-like aura leaking out of him. Even though he kept saying he didn't want to be a boss, when situations call for him he isn't just like a boss but becomes one. His Guardians stood a little taller at the change of demeanor. Even Lambo became serious-like.

"Listen very closely everyone, we don't have enough time so pay attention." Reborn said, his expression ominous.

If Reborn wasn't so serious, he would have laughed but it wasn't a joke though he really wished it were. Tsuna sat there, head in his hands. It was serious if the whole lot of the Arcobaleno's were involved. But little he know that the consequences of agreeing would make him nine years old again. As a bearer of one of the trinnisette, it was an obligation to protect it and Tsuna would if it meant preventing another Byakuran. With the power of the Arcobaleno, they were sent back in time. He supposed that he shouldn't be surprised - they were sent back with their power, it was bound to affect them some way. The taste of the curse left a bitter feeling in him mostly because of course when he finally has a body that he's comfortable to fight with he get's turned into this.

Soft, mushy and vulnerable.

Not that he was going to let them think that.

But Aria promised him that they would be safe, regardless of the effects of the curse and he will hold on to that hope. Though she warned them very clearly that it is the out most important that they find the Arcobaleno otherwise the curse will firmly cling to their being.

All this Tsuna agreed with and there was only one slight problem... Lambo. His youngest guardian was only eight years old with the obvious mentality of a child. Tsuna could just foresee the migraine from taking his youngest guardian with them and if he had follow through, Lambo wouldn't just be an annoying kid but one hell of an annoying baby. But Reborn, with his line of thinking (as in crazy), had already thought of a solution. Before they were sent back, Reborn had kicked Lambo into the ten-year bazooka and boom. Problem solved.

While it was indeed comforting that his Lambo had been substituted with a more capable and older version of himself, Tsuna was still worried. Not because of the situation they were in but because he was all by himself. Alone.

Hysteria was crawling in Tsuna's throat. Not only that he had shrunk, he realized was alone! He gripped his hair tightly. Focus Tsuna, focus. He told himself over and over again. When he finally calmed down, he found that there was a bag beside him. Taking a look inside, he found a purse filled with the current time's currency, a few clothes, some food and water, his pills, headphones, a case containing his contacts… and a gun. Tsuna found himself staring until he dropped it like it was a vicious and poisonous snake.

What was Reborn thinking? He didn't need a gun! He can use his gloves, which were in his back pocket. He sighed and put the gun back into the bag. It was a good thing though they were prepared, otherwise they would have been screwed. Taking his ring, he put it in his chest pocket. Even though they were separated, Tsuna worried and at the same time believed that everyone was okay. No use moping around here, he needed to find them. Slinging his bag over his shoulder he began to descend down the hill, towards the town that was very familiar to him.

He gulped and kept his head low as he passed people. No one was noticing him so far which was good. It was very nice for Aria to provide clothing for them before sending back into the past with the Arcobaleno's power. Hibari was somewhat hesitant to agree with all of this, not willing to part with his disciplinary jacket and even Mukuro agreed with him but Reborn had coaxed (bribed) the two with the promise that they can meet the first generation in living flesh. At the reminder of the first generation, Tsuna could feel Hibari's desire to fight Alaude shoot up and Mukuro wanting for another chance of vengeance, with that settled they agreed.

Tsuna's stomach grumbled loudly. He blushed bright pink and ran straight into an unknown alley. He sat on top of a barrel and took out a loaf of bread. He nibbled on it before eating it, slowly. He was rather nervous. During this time there were bound to be bad people roaming about and if Tsuna were to be caught by those people… he shook his head and finished his bread quickly. It would be better to be with a crowd than be mugged, all alone too. Jumping down he ran back like his life was on the line. Seeing light ahead of him he sighed in relief but that came to an end when at the end of the street a loud explosion nearly knocked him off his feet and soon people were running, screaming.

Tsuna's eye twitched. So it was dangerous to be in the open also; wasn't the mafia supposed to be… you know… working in the dark? Not in the open? It seemed like around this time they haven't thought of it. Tsuna stepped out, only to be targeted by a range of bullets coming towards his way. He ducked just in time as the bullets hit a fruit stand behind him. Tsuna could hear whimpering from the stand. Must be the vendor, he thought. Taking cover behind some crates, he watched from the distance. The scene before him almost made his jaw drop.

Before him, stood G, Primo's right hand man. He was ordering a small group of men who began an open fire with the enemy. Maybe he should back away and leave… he knew better than to disrupt time. In fact, Reborn's strict instruction to avoid a confrontation was drilled into his brain. It was awful luck when Tsuna had backed into something hard. He didn't want to look. He'd rather not. But if his life was on the line… he turned his head slowly and almost fainted.

Towering over him was a fearsome looking man with bright yellow teeth and gruesome scars all over his face. Tsuna screamed and tried to make a run for it but he was yanked up by the collar. Lifted in the air, he struggled and kicked with all his might. But alas… he couldn't risk revealing himself in front of G.

"Stop moving brat!" the man growled as he slammed Tsuna into a wall. Tsuna, didn't move. It hurt… but not compared to Reborn's Leon hammer. Instead, he pretended to go limp and allowed himself to be dragged into the battlefield. He was well aware of his position and that the man holding him captive was probably an enemy. If he understood, he was most likely going to be used as a bargaining chip.

"Hold your fire!" he heard and looked up to see G, a dark scowl on his face that resembled Gokudera when he was pissed off. They ceased fire, so did the other side. The man sneered and G's scowl became even darker than possible. Tsuna kept his head down. He was told several times before that he really looked like Primo and because of that, he didn't want to be recognized.

"What's wrong? Afraid to hurt a child?" he shook Tsuna violently. His men laughed. G glared at the man and his captor flinched. Tsuna could sense that this man wasn't as tough as he looked. G smirked. He was thinking the exact same thing as Tsuna was. The man took one step away, arms shaking with anger he took out a gun and jabbed it roughly against Tsuna's head. Tsuna went cold.

"Don't you dare look down on us!" he screamed as he slowly squeezed the trigger. This time, Tsuna didn't hold back his hysteria.

"HEEEEEEIIIIIIIIII! DON'T KILL ME!" he screamed out as he struggled fiercely, making it hard for the man to stand still, let alone plant the gun against his temple. Like a dog in its leash, Tsuna struggled and had kicked the man's jaw shut as he was shouting a death threat at him. He dropped Tsuna as he went down on his knees in pain.

Tsuna fell hard then frantically got up on his feet.

"Over here kid!" G said to him as he gestured hastily towards his henchmen. As Tsuna made a break for it someone caught him by the ankle. He looked back to see the man, eyes burning in rage he swung his gun and hit him across the face. Tsuna increased his dying-will flame around his face and had minimized the damage. He did it carefully so no one noticed.

"Why you!" G snarled and took out his own gun. Tsuna heard a click and then thousands of bullets fired into the air. G had no choice but to take cover. No… the way the situation was, Tsuna would just end up burdening G. But what can he do? He was still Dame-Tsuna, no matter how you look at it, he was incapable of fighting without his gloves especially in this state. He cannot reveal his identity!

He closed his eyes tightly. Reborn… what should he do? What can he do? Then an answer dawned on him as he felt the heavy thing jumble in his bag. Whipping his bag out front, he dug his hand into his inside, his fingers frantically searching for the grip of the gun. He hand finally gripped it and he slowly drew out the gun. His hands were sweating, cold and shaking as he took it out. He was taught how to handle a gun but he preferred to use his gloves instead, mostly because he felt that the cold metal steel did not feel right in his hands.

G's eyes widened as he saw the boy. There was a look of unwilling terror in the boy's face. He took aim and shot someone in the head. Damn… they just keep coming! It was up to the kid now, he apologized quietly in his mind.

Tsuna was suddenly startled as someone was suddenly shot in the head beside them (courtesy of G) and had accidentally shot his holder's kneecap. Tsuna dropped the gun, horrified with what he had done. With a painful cry Tsuna was once again released, and letting his dameness take over, he ran for his life toward the Vongola with his girly shriek being louder than the bullets being fired in the air.

"HEEEEIIIIIIII! SOMEBODY HELP ME!" he cried out in Japanese, forgetting to speak in Italian. G blinked, surprised that the kid just spoke in Japanese? He would know of course, since one of his fellow guardians spoke Japanese.

The ferocious man was pissed off now and had directed his men to shoot Tsuna down. But it was futile. Tsuna wasn't relying on his hyper intuition to help him, oh no. He was relying in his amazing evading skills after all the years that Reborn tried to shoot him.

He jumped to the left, right, ducked, rolled and made the most ridiculous stances.

G looked at him with outmost belief. It was either luck or skill - he didn't know but they were all aiming for him. He ordered his men and began shooting the enemy. He would have to thank that kid later, he had given them a great opening. By now, half of the original number of enemies remained and this time no one would pay attention to Tsuna.

Totally distracted, G didn't notice as the man pointed his gun. Tsuna turned around as he realized that no one was after him anymore only to see his previous captor aim his gun towards G. No time to think, he ran with all his might and shoved G with all his strength that his little body can produce out of the way. It was too late for him though, the bullet had gone in his left arm and out of his shoulder blade, almost hitting the joint.

Cursing, G looked up to shout at the fool who pushed him down, but he held himself back. The boy was cradling his arm as he curled in on himself. Blood oozed from the wound and was slowly trickling out. The wimpy kid who screamed like a girl saved him. Closing his fist tightly he stood up and began to fire without caution. Taking a step forward he shot one after another, not caring if he got hit but he never was and caring even less as bodies dropped like flies. His expression was calm but his face betrayed the wrathful storm from the inside. He was furious.

Seeing as they awakened the unceasing storm, they began to retreat. The man who shot Tsuna was nowhere to be found. He "tched" and took out a cigarette. As the smell of tobacco filled the air he called over one of his men.

"Find them and capture them. We need Alaude to interrogate them about their boss." He said.

"Yes sir!" he saluted and ordered the rest to split and search.

G walked back to the boy who was leaning against the wall, his head down. As he took a step closer Tsuna cringed and tried to move but couldn't. This is way worse than having your ribs cracked by a non-existent hand that's controlled by a marshmallow eating dictator. The searing pain of flesh made his vision blurry. He couldn't tell what he was seeing, all he knew was that he wanted to sleep. Away from this agonizing pain in his shoulder…

G looked down on the bleeding child with gratitude. He would have survived that shot but since that kid came out for his sake it was best to take him back and treat him. Squatting down, he tried to get his attention.

"Hey kid." He grunted. G wasn't the type to thank people warmly.

Tsuna didn't respond, he had blacked out already.

G pursed his lips and called out some of his men. He watched as they bandaged the boy and then putting him in a stretcher. He wanted a good look on the kid's face before they take him away to the Vongola mansion. What he saw stunned him so much that he didn't notice the ash of his cigarette fall to his hand, and singing it. For the child's face bore an eerily similarity to his friend's face, Giotto.

This isn't real right?

…

He looks exactly like him.

…

But he would have told me at least…

…

I wanted to meet the girl too!

…

Giotto you whore of a man! I'll skin your ass, hang it over my wall and bury your corpse with your loathsome paperwork!

In the Vongola Mansion, the young blonde man looked up from his work. He sensed a malicious intent so much that he could almost imagine the eyes of a hell hound eyeing him hungrily. A shiver up his spine. A storm was brewing, his mind pointed out unnecessarily and Giotto felt that particular storm was raging its way towards him. He pouted and set his pen down.

He had been a good boy today, what could he have possibly done wrong?

MAJOR EDIT (2015)

Man, I wonder how many of my old readers can tell how different I wrote it. I've tweaked with the lore of my story. As some would know, originally I had it that if I had Tsuna and his friends 'save' an Arcobaleno they would regain their lost years, as in, it would allow them to get older until they're back to their original ages. I didn't exactly phrased it that way either but that is the gist of it and I found a major loophole because of it. How embarrassing. Well I've sorted that out.

Thanks for reading!