EDIT

Whew, I'm probably setting myself up for a world of exhaustion because revising and proofreading TU is no joke. It's mostly my fault anyway for making a lot of mistakes and horrid plot holes.

Disclaimer: I don't own KHR.

The young boss leaned back on his chair, his fingers intertwined behind his head and he sighed in satisfaction. A neat pile of finished paperwork sat proudly on his desk. He grinned, mentally noting to himself that he should go to the kitchens later to steal a treat as a reward for all his hard work. Closing his eyes, he relaxed into a peaceful silence. Sadly though, it didn't last long. G slammed the door open with such force that the stack of paperwork that Giotto worked so hard to finish, toppled down in an unorganized mess. He jumped to his feet, ready to berate his obnoxious guardian when the expression on his friend's face sent him backtracking.

G was angry. A storm filled the air and Giotto watched his friend warily. All that bubbling anger was directed at him. He forced a pleasant smile on his face.

"Something wrong G?" he asked. It seemed like it was the wrong thing to ask.

"Wrong?" he snarled. Giotto slowly sunk into his chair. Stunned at the tone.

"Did I do something G?"

Never has he seen G look so angry and… hurt? Was he right? Something definitely wrong happened. G walked around the desk, taking the arms of Giotto's chair he spun him around, face to face. A large vein had popped in G's head. Giotto smiled nervously. G… was ready to blow up soon and before that happened he covered his ears just in time as G roared, "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID THIS GIOTTO!"

Throughout the Vongola mansion there was no place where G's voice did not reach. It echoed throughout the halls, the walls and even the torturing chamber for when Alaude interrogates his victims, G's voice could be heard. Outside, it might as well have been the mighty yell of an enraged beast.

"What was that?" Asari asked Knuckle as he caught a few books that rattled out of the shelves in the library.

"Probably G yelling at the boss again," Knuckle replied as he held two bookcases from collapsing. It felt more like an earthquake. Asari laughed nervously. The doors opened and Lampo came in, with his fingers plugged in his ears.

"Why is G yelling so loud at this time?" Lampo asked the two guardians. They shrugged.

"Then perhaps we should find out." Asari suggested. Knuckle and Lampo looked at each other before nodding. Walking down the hallway towards their boss' office, they came across with Alaude and Deamon. Both of which were glaring at each other. As the three-some group approached they snapped out of their glaring contest.

"What brings you two here?" Knuckle asked. Deamon looked amused.

"The same reason everyone is," he replied with an amused smirk.

Alaude had remained silent, his expression clearly expressing the same curious anticipation that the other Guardians had. Things between the boss and his right-hand man has always been a spectacle to amusingly behold. They had learned to enjoy it when it happened. Asari nodded with a smile and placed his hand on the doorknob. A frightening crash sounded inside the room and he paused They looked at each other. G was terribly in a bad mood. Asari smiled again and swung open the door.

"G, what in the world is going on?" Knuckle demanded as they entered the room. Giotto was leaning against the wall with the most innocent, victimized expression on his face whilst G stood across the room with a broken bottle.

"This guy," he pointed at Giotto with the broken bottle. "has a lot of explaining to do." He growled menacingly. The rest of the guardians turned to Giotto with eyes and expressions that said "what the hell did you do now?"

Giotto stood up straight and held out his hands in surrender.

"Okay G…I'm sorry…" he said, his head in submissiveness.

Just hearing the word 'sorry' instantly calmed G down. He rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed at the fit of temper that he was in.

"I forgive you Giotto-" G started, only to be cut off by Giotto.

"I didn't mean to take your secret stash of Turkish delights!" Giotto said in a panicked tone. "I just came across it in your closet and I was looking for a snack-"

"YOU SNUCK INTO MY ROOM?" G shouted, outraged. Giotto gaped at him.

"Wasn't that the reason why you were so angry?" he said with a tilt of his head.

The rest of the guardians stared at their boss with extraordinary silence. He was an oddity of a man and while some of his habits could irritate a person, they couldn't blame him. Something was bound to happen if Giotto was too stressed. The most common sight was when one would see the blonde man skulking about the manor, sniffing out sweets. Even Alaude had managed to come across his boss inside his room in the most ungodly hours and what happened after that resulted with the Cloud Guardian searching for new sleeping quarters.

G flung down the bottle down on the floor and face palmed himself. He took several deep breaths and finally calmed down… a little.

"Why didn't you tell me?" G said with a pained look.

"Tell you about what?" Giotto asked, confused.

"About the kid!" G snapped.

"What kid?" Giotto was seriously confused now.

"Don't play all innocent on me!"

This is where the Rain Guardian stepped in between the two. He could see that Giotto was truly confused and it may G who was the one at fault.

"G, why don't you start explaining? It's very hard to understand what you're talking about." Asari placated his friend. He placed a hand on G's shoulder. G took a strained breath and exhaled.

"It all started when…" he told them about the mess that was happening in town. How he was fighting an enemy famiglia, how they had taken hostage of a young boy and threatened to kill him if they didn't surrender, how he told them what the boy did and lastly, when the he was almost shot and how the boy had pushed him away to save his life.

Giotto was very much upset about the child and was worried deeply. However it begs the question of how this relates to Giotto.

G sighed and smiled a little, a slight look of admiration in his eyes. "I gotta hand it to you though… you did a great job having him."

Giotto was beyond confusion by now. When it still appeared that his friend was in denial, G threw his arms up. "Giotto, I can't believe you had an illegitimate child!" G exclaimed, exasperated. They fell into a deep silence. Giotto was too stunned to even talk back. "You could have at least introduced me to your wife! Let alone be your kid's godfather!" G continued on.

By this time Lampo couldn't handle the tension and said, "You had a son without telling us?" he said, sounding betrayed and curious.

"Oya, oya Giotto… I never expected such a deed from you." Deamon said as he snickered.

"I can understand why you want to keep it a secret Giotto but you should at least have told your Guardians. It makes me want to see the child for myself now." Knuckle turned to G. "Is he here?"

G nodded in reply. "He's in one of the guest rooms."

Alaude whipped out his handcuffs. "I will arrest you for impregnating a woman illegally…" he said lowly. The Cloud Guardian didn't give a damn who it was, indecent and a violation to a child's rights, in his eyes, Giotto deserved to be punished.

Asari laughed gaily. "What does he look like?" he asked.

"He looks exactly like Giotto, except that he has brown hair and eyes." G described, a smile on his face. Giotto stared at his right-hand man. Earlier, G was set on running him through with a broken bottle and now look at him! If he didn't know his friend better, he would think he was gushing like an expected father. But it was somewhere when G was retelling how admirable the child was that it finally registered in Giotto's mind.

He had an illegitimate child.

Him.

What?

"G, wait just a moment." He said, feeling overwhelmed and a bit frightened. As one they all turned on him. He looked at each to them, pleading before his blue eyes settled on his best friend. "I swear to you - to any of you - that I don't know about this at all! You know you're my best friend and whatever happens to me you'll be the first to know!"

G thought for a moment. A secret that's this big was impossible for his friend to hide. G had always known when his blonde friend was hiding something from him. It never stayed secret and one way or another G always found out and also, if he really examined his friend he would know that Giotto was dead serious. He hadn't known. G frowned.

"You really don't know?"

"For the love of - I know I haven't slept with a woman!"

"Oh." G looked

Giotto rubbed his temples. G suddenly snickered and Giotto looked at his friend wondering what the hell his friend was finding so funny about this.

With an evil grin, G started, "Giotto, your still a virgi-!"

Giotto slapped his hand over his friend's mouth just in time. But it seemed that the damage was done. All of his guardians were pointedly looking away from him. His ears going hot, Giotto cursed G before gathering whatever dignity he had. He scowled at them.

"And to all of you," he faced his guardians. "I would have informed you all if I wanted a wife, let alone having a child." He scolded them. All the things they had said back there were hurtful (and if had to admit, insulting) but he understood that this was all a misunderstanding of G's. Embarrassed, G flushed pink and murmured an apology. It wasn't his fault, Giotto sighed. He was curious to see the child though. He looked around the messed up room and sighed again. The place was a trashed horribly as it always would be whenever G would storm in. He would need to call on one of the servants to clean this up later…

Giotto turned to G. "Take me to him."

Tsuna felt beams of warm light shine on his face. He felt peaceful right now… as if nothing in the world would bother him while he was lying down on this soft, warm and comfortable bed… wait… He frowned. He was lying down on a bed? He could have sworn he was bleeding on the street... and then it all came rushing back. He sat up quickly as his eyes flew open but soon fell back on the bed again as he felt a sharp pain on his left shoulder. He hissed as white flashed before his eyes. He took long deep breaths until he calmed down once more. Turning his head around here and there, it looked like G brought him somewhere. He sat up again, only this time, slowly. Leaning against the headboard he scanned his room, sighing in relief as he saw his bag sitting on top of the desk. It was a good thing G didn't take his stuff, otherwise he would have to answer a lot of questions. Just as he was beginning to feel relaxed, the door slammed open, revealing G.

"I see you're up," he commented and smiled. Tsuna gulped. As happy as he was that he wasn't on the receiving end of a scowl, the possible consequences of meeting the First Storm Guardian worried him. G stepped aside to reveal the group of people behind him. Tsuna's face paled and it took everything in his will not to pass out. Standing by the door was none other than Vongola's First boss, Vongola Primo. He stepped in, followed by the rest of his guardians.

What was Tsuna supposed to do? First he stared, then his mouth kept closing and opening like a fish, then his eyes got big as dinner plates and last of all, he screamed though it came out faint. You can't expect him to not freak out when your great-great-great-great grandfather stands before you. Alive. He only stopped when Alaude glared at him or more like glaring into his soul.

Primo stepped forward, his hands motioning that he won't hurt him. Tsuna gulped again. His mouth was dry and he was suddenly aware that he was very nervous. His hands began to wring around the bed covers in his nervousness.

"Wow Giotto, it's exactly as G said. He looks a lot like you," Lampo murmured as he stared. All of them stared of course, like Tsuna was some kind of fascinating creature, they stared the same way when Gokudera would look at pictures of Bigfoot.

"Are you sure your parents didn't have another child without your knowledge?" Deamon asked. G glared at him. Deamon should fully know that Giotto was orphaned when he young. Everyone knew this but Giotto didn't care about Deamon's insensitive remarks on his parents and he shook his head in response. Right now he was deeply fascinated with this child.

"What's your name?" he asked the boy.

What should he do? What can he do? Lie? No way, he sucks at lying when on his own. He was sure that Primo would see through the lies anyway so he might as well say the truth. Tsuna opened his mouth but nothing came, he swallowed hard. Those Italian lessons last month finally paid off at least.

"My name is Sawada Tsunayoshi." He said slowly. "But you can call me Tsuna."

That confirmed it. He wasn't Giotto's son. Besides, are they even related? The only one here with Japanese descent was Asari, Giotto didn't even have relatives from that far not to mention if he even knew about them in the first place.

Seeing as that it was nothing more that the boy coincidentally looked like Giotto, Daemon immediately lost interest. "It was all G's foolishness that made me waste my time, if you excuse me," Deamon said pompously as he left the room. G wasn't angry, it was his fault after all but he clicked his tongue when Daemon was gone, muttering at how nobles had a gold spear stuck up in their asses.

"Sorry Giotto…" G started to say but Giotto held his hand up.

"It's okay G, I don't blame you," he said. G smiled. "but you will do my paperwork for me. Since you're the one who wrecked the room." G lost his smile, replaced by a mumble and a scowl. Giotto smiled fondly at his friend, nobody said he had to walk away without his punishment right?

Turning back to the child he approached him, signaling Knuckle to come along.

"How are you feeling Tsuna? You're quite a soldier after surviving that. Sorry for not introducing myself, I'm Knuckle," Knuckle introduced himself he started to take off the bandages.

"I'm Lampo, Giotto's Thunder guardian. I hate kids so don't expect me to like you. Call me Lampo-sama and I might make an exception." Lampo said arrogantly. Tsuna's mouth twitched, he's just like child Lambo.

"I'm Asari Ugetsu, Giotto's Rain guardian. It's nice to talk to someone with my own native tongue." He smiled at him. Tsuna smiled hesitatingly back.

"I'm G, Giotto's Storm guardian. The one with the melon hairstyle," Lampo and G rolled their eyes. "was Deamon Spade, Giotto's Mist guardian." Seriously, how did that man survive in the mafia world with that awful hairstyle? Well, Tsuna could say the same thing for Mukuro.

Giotto cleared his throat and Tsuna was forced to look at him. He was hoping not to meet his ancestor - not that he didn't want to, he was always pleased at the mention of the man - just in case he wouldn't assure that he wouldn't blink out of existence. "I'm Giotto, the boss of the Vongola Family."

And I'm your great-great-great-great grandson that's been forced to be a mafia boss, Tsuna thought to himself.

Giotto looked expectantly at his last guardian who hasn't introduced himself yet. Alaude looked like he would rather murder everyone in the room than introduce himself to a weak, pathetic, girly boy. Giotto sighed.

"That blonde man over there is my Cloud guardian, Alaude and - Tsuna? What's wrong?" Giotto asked the boy had a mortified expression on his face.

Everyone turned around to see what had gotten Tsuna so stressed about and saw that Alaude was holding his earmuffs questionably.

"Ear muffs?" said Giotto blankly. It looked like that, but it had number twenty-seven on either side of it, it wasn't made from wool and had a very strange design. Tsuna could only scream internally as he watched Alaude pull and flick his earmuffs. Knuckle had used this chance to heal Tsuna's arm completely while he was still distracted. A continues stream of prayers went across his mind, begging that Alaude would stop messing with his things but alas, Alaude did not stop there. The blonde man dug his hand again and this time pulled out his contact casing and Dying Will pills.

Tsuna watched with impending horror as Alaude opened the case containing his contacts, expecting to see a pair of spectacles and instead saw some small pieces of glass. Contact lenses were an oddity to their time and the blonde man frowned, not knowing what it was. It was unfamiliar, foreign and so he had no idea what it was so her continued to study it. He tapped it, unaware that Tsuna was digging a hole in his covers with his nails. He closes the sleek case and examined the "X" on the top. Handing it over to G who was standing beside him, he crossed his arms, the unspoken question 'what do you think?' hanging in the air. G looked over his contacts with a frown. Alaude went back to examining his pills, so he popped the canister open and raised a brow.

"What is it?" Lampo asked as he edged closer, trying to get a better look.

Tsuna was nearly hyperventilating.

Alaude shook the contents out in his hand and came out some round candy. Giotto sighed in relief, seemingly as if he was just as nervous as Tsuna while his guardian rummaged through the boy's belongings.

"I see that those things are found in Japan?" Giotto asked Asari.

Asari shook his head. "I've never seen such things before." He said as he looked over Alaude's shoulder.

"I'll just take one then since he doesn't need it." Lampos said lazily as he took one piece and was ready to pop it into his mouth when Tsuna jumped on him.

"Don't swallow it! … It's… It's my medicine!" Tsuna exclaimed as he snatched the pill away from Lampo. He held it close to his heaving chest, suddenly regretting to speak.

"Your medicine?" G asked. "Are you sick?"

Tsuna didn't hesitate to lie and nodded. Technically it was his medicine if you look at the fact that it makes his weak present self become stronger by bringing out his inner strength. Surprisingly enough, it was Lambo that pointed it out to him. Thinking along that memory, Tsuna could assure himself that it wasn't a total lie.

"I…I… I have a very weak body against illnesses so…" he trailed off, hoping they would believe him. Was it him or did his arm felt better? "Eh? I'm all healed!" he exclaimed as he rolled his arm.

Knuckle nodded proudly. He was surrounded with a bright glittering aura of smugness. "That's right. It's an extreme miracle from God! Alleluia!" he exclaimed loudly to the heavens.

Tsuna sweat dropped. As expected of a priest, he thought. He pretty much figured it out though that the man used Sun flames to heal him. But now that he was healed, he didn't really need to stay anymore.

"Um… ano… can I have my things back?" he asked Alaude timidly.

Alaude gave him a look - a look that sent a real shiver up his spine - grunted and tossed it back to him then left the room but not before taking Lampo by the collar and began dragging him back.

"Hey! What did I do!" Lampo protested as he struggled.

"Room. Ink. Clean." The blonde man didn't need to waste words. He didn't even need complete sentences to get the message across. Lampo froze.

"H-How did you - ?" the teen stuttered.

Alaude didn't bother answering and merely dragged him away. Tsuna did catch a glance of Alaude mouthing 'G's room' before leaving. He suspected that Lampo must have done something to G's room. Now that three of the guardians are gone, Tsuna felt much more confident and he looked up at Giotto. It was a bit rude to call your ancestor by name so he decided on calling him Primo.

"Primo…" he addressed Giotto who turned to look at him.

"Yes Tsuna?" Giotto said kindly.

"Now that I'm better… may I leave?" Tsuna asked, the urgent need to find his friends clear in his tone.

"Your parents must be worried after all, we'll take you back," Giotto offered. Tsuna shook his head. His parents weren't even born yet.

"Don't tell me you're a runaway?" Giotto sighed. Tsuna shook his head again.

"No! No! It's just that my parents aren't… alive." Yet Tsuna added in his head. The whole room became silent.

Tsuna stared at them in confusion at the many sympathetic, pitiful and sad smiles directed at him. Then he realized that he told them straight forwardly that he was practically an orphan. Awkwardly, he avoided their gazes. He did catch the knowing glances between G and his ancestor and remembered that they were orphans too. The look on his ancestor's face morphed into sternness.

"If you don't have a family then there's no need for you to leave. Stay here for the meantime." Giotto said. Tsuna shook his head, bits of impatience making its way into his childish features.

"I can't, my friends are out there. Lost and I need to find them," he said, sounding exasperated than usual for a ten year old.

Giotto raised his eyebrows. Friends? He understood. The way the child was so impatient to find his friends mean that he must care for them - a lot.

"We'll go and help you then," Giotto decided.

"Eh?" Wait, this isn't what he was planning! Tsuna thought with a jolt of panic.

"We're going to help find your friends," G insisted, determined.

Stunned, Tsuna fell back to his usual default expression - he smiled. What else was he supposed to do? He was cornered!

"Tch. Where the hell are we?" Gokudera said as he jumped down the tree. Yamamoto looked around.

"I don't know." He replied, worried. What happened with Tsuna and the others though? Hearing a familiar tune, Yamamoto perked his ears and followed it into a clearing.

"Oi, baseball nut! Where did you go?" Gokudera said out loud.

"Over here Gokudera! I found Hibari!" Yamamoto called. He appeared out of nowhere with shigure kintoki in his hand. Armed in case Hibari woke up…

"Where?" Yamamoto brought him back to the clearing and pointed at Hibari, who was snoozing peacefully under the sun. They glanced at each other helplessly. It was a wonder how Hibari hadn't gotten a tan after all that time sleeping on the roof. Gokudera lost interest after a while. He wanted to find Tsuna but the problem is, he had no idea where he was.

Where could Tsuna be? The first thing that Gokudera would be pondering about was what. What would be the first thing that Tsuna would do? Their mission was the main priority and in their state right now (being shrunk half their original size) it would be dangerous to do it alone… so it would be natural that the tenth would go in search for the others.

"This is bad, very, very bad." Klaus muttered to himself as he watched in horror. There it was, a troop that consisted of almost a hundred Mafioso. Vongola Primo had already formed a truce with the Eskebanza Family but it was all too soon for it to last. A bead of sweat dropped from his forehead, he should inform the boss!

"You! Tell the boss that the Eskebanza family are attacking - "

An old man opened the door with a slam, his face pale.

"They've started to attack the townsfolk!" he gasped out.

Klaus made a split decision. "GO!" he ordered the messenger boy that was standing by the corner.

In a flash, the child ran. Klaus looked grimly in the distance.

Please. Let help get here. Anyone!

Gokudera looked through the trees and into the distance as the sounds of guns and people fill the air. Yamamoto pulled out Shiguren kintoki, if there was one thing the rain guardian knew,whatever is happening out there, people were getting hurt. Hibari sat up, his expression blank except for his eyes that glimmered with the promise of death. Whoever disturbed the peace - his peace especially - will suffer dearly for it.

Tsuna, that could wait. He had in mind that the tenth would be safe, but right now he should focus on the danger that lied ahead.

Anyone you say? Would a bunch of kids do?

MAJOR EDIT (2015)

Well, I'm done with three. Again, lots of tweaking around here. I altered a few things but the story won't change too much. It still has the same plot, don't worry guys.