Vongola's Grandson
Chapter 3
Tsuna and the Ratto family
"Gyaaaaa—"
If one were to stroll along the shopping district of Sicily that night, he might hear the scream emerge from a dark alleyway, droned by the bust of the ever bust district.
"Ha ha ha, what a good timing. We are looking for a bait to drag him here..." a man who seemed to be the leader continued.
No response from the two girls. Kyoko was too petrified to itter a word while Haru was to proud to address to a lowly gangster.
Or so it seemed.
"Don't worry, gal. We'll have fun tonight," said the man clicking his finger as a signal.
Then two men approached the girls.
"Gyaaaaaa—," Kyoko screamed in reflex.
"Ga ha ha ha ha," the leader laughed hysterically.
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At the same time, in the east wing garden of the Vongola's mansion.
A brown-haired boy was staring at the emptiness of the starry night, pondering the dream he would have now and then since he was nine. He had it last night too. And even though it was just a dream, it seemed so— familiar ... as if it was real or in fact part of his lost childhood memories.
Suddenly, a man in an ivory suit approached him.
'Hmm... I don't remember having men in a suit of other colours apart from black here,' thought Tsuna.
"Signore Sawada..."
Tsuna twitched and winced. Was he going to be attacked or kidnapped. He had been trying his best to conceal his relation to the mafia! He was tracked down! Oh no!
"Rest assured, Signore Sawada. We are your ally."
Tsuna almost signed in relief at this, yet his intuition warned him about the man.
"The thing is, Signore Sawada, we spotted your friends being assaulted and abducted by..."
"abducted!?"
"Yes, in other words. kidnapped... by dangerous looking men."
Tsuna was shaking with panic. He involved his friends with the mafia and jeopardised their lives!
"I could show you the way there, Signore—"
"Ok! I will tell Gokudera-kun, Yamamoto and Onii-san about this!"
"No! Signore Sawada! Signora Miura is one of the hostage. She is related to the police. That would only endanger your famiglia members and more people."
Tsuna hesitated for a moment. Then he decided resolutely and almost foolhardily, "Alright. Lead me there right now!"
"With pleasure, Signore," replied the man with an unnoticeable smirk.
In the dark corner, a girl with a braid baby was watching the occurrence with concern. She made up her mind, "Seems dangerous! Must help Tsuna-san!"
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In a night-life district not too far from the mansion, bars, pubs and night clubs were crammed together and crowded with pleasure-seeking Italians. The area was dazzlingly decorated with neon lights and drowned by lively voices of people conversing.
Tsuna and the suit-cladded man stopped in front of what seemed to be a harem.
All of sudden a few other men in the same style of suit circled and dragged him into the building.
Tsuna protested and cried for help, realising at last that he had been fooled, only to ignored the Italian passers-by who were well acquainted to crime and violence in the district.
Inside, Tsuna was beaten up until he was in black and blue all over, kneeing because of the exhaustion in front of a man in a kaki suit with pineapple-like indigo hairstyle. He had heterochrome eyes.
"Ku fu fu... Welcome, Vongola Decimo! It is such an honour to meet you in person. My name is Rokudo Mukuro," said the man smiling politely.
"Let the girls free!," Tsuna commanded.
"Oya? You are suddenly acting high and mighty, aren't you?," Mukuro then pressed a button on his remote.
A curtain just behind Mukuro was lifted, and in a cage behind were two blind-folded and unconscious girls.
"Kyoko-chan! Miura-san!," Tsuna shouted and rushed to the girls in reflex,and was kicked by a yellow spiky haired man on Mukuro's right.
"Don't be in such a haste, Young master. What about negotiating a deal?," hummed Mukuro in amusement
"What?"
"If you officially declared your decision to renounce the position as the tenth successor of Vongola by the dawn, we would release the ladies. Otherwise, they will be sold to a brothel. How is that?"
Tsuna ground his teeth with serating rage and disgust, "Fine! Never dreamed of being one anyway!"
After that, Tsuna was released.
Badly beaten, he was limping through a park to reach his home (Vongola headquarters) when suddenly a muscular black-haired man with black face tattoos popped out of the bush and crashed into him.
"Ouch..."
The man immediately recognised the shorter boy, "Vongola Decimo!?"
Tsuna snapped, wary of anyone knowing his real identity, most of which were attackers and assassins.
"It is alright. I'm not on any sides. But I can tell you I was fooled by Mukuro as well."
Tsuna was quite relieved upon hearing this, yet, having just been screwed, he was more cautious.
Seeing that the man was severely injured, he decided to take the man back to the headquarter for first aid. He piggy back the gigantic, well-built man on his midget, feminine figure.
It was arduous.
"My name... is Lancia...," the man finally said.
Pensive in his thoughts, Tsuna gave no replies.
As they reached the main gate, Tsuna called out for Gokudera and Yamamoto to take the man for immediate medical attention.
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In the medical room of Vongola headquarter's East wing, the black haired man, brutally beaten, was lying on the bed, breathing heavily. Tsuna and Reborn were seated in a sofa, facing Gokudera and Yamamoto who were leaning against the wall.
"What have you just said!? Dame-Tsuna, don't mess around with me!," a baby in a black suit and a fedora ranted, giving almost the entire wing a quake.
"As I've just told you, I would like to relinquish my position as the tenth successor officially to save Sasagawa Kyoko and Miura Haru."
"Dame-Tsuna!"
Suddenly, the mahogany was opened.
A kind-looking old gentleman in brown stripped suit stepped inside with his oak cane with an anxious expression.
"What happened?" was the first thing he asked.
"This bad-ass Tsuna is going to officially step down from his position to save his friends!," the enraged Reborn replied bluntly.
The silence persisted in the room for a while as the ninth seemed to ponder something before he turned to Tsuna, gently saying
"Are you certain you will not regret your decision, grandson?"
Tsuna was subdued in hesitation for moment, but then resolutely replied, "Yeah, I guess I have no choice."
"Since I am too weak. This is the only thing I could do to save my friends."
"Stop it, Decimo!," a warning voice emerged, which turned out to be Lancia's.
"L-Lancia-san!"
"Mukuro is not the type to keep promise, anyway —(coughing)—my soft-heartedness allowed him to—(pant)— take over me."
"That's why I really hate the mafia!," Tsuna shouted seething with anger.
The ninth expected this but was still slightly saddened by the statement. Reborn had his expression hid under his fedora. And the two guardians were shocked.
Abruptly, Lancia plucked the glucose syringe from his arm and tried to stand up.
Attention was immediately draw to him. Gokudera and Yamamoto got over the shock and rushed to prevent the man from escaping.
"Let me go! Sometimes there is something that a mafiaso must settle!"
Suddenly, Tsuna felt his blood gushing and boiling uncontrollably.
"You should have realised by now..." a gentle, calm voice rang in his head.
"Your real strength..."
"No! I don't have any power! ," Tsuna mentally retorted.
"Your blood of Vongola..."
"But I won't be a mafia boss!"
"But that power is necessary to save your friends"
With that, Tsuna speechlessly acquiesced what the voice said and then blacked out.
"Judaime!" our faithful right-hand man quickly rushed to the falling body of the boss-to-be.
However, the body suddenly gained balance and straightened just before Gokudera got there. Tsuna uttered no word with face turning to the massive window overlooking the garden and the serene night sky with a floating half moon.
"Tsu...na?" asked Yamamoto almost stupidly, not sensing the usual presence of Tsuna.
The ninth also felt the abrupt change in Tsuna's aura. Not that his grandson was being possessed or mind controlled, but it was just different.
Like five years ago...
Reborn remained silence, but his heart felt a little curious and intrigued.
"Takeshi... Hayato..." uttered Tsuna at last while still facing the window with an unusually deep and calm voice.
"Ossu!" shouted back Yamamoto Takeshi cheerily.
"Yes, sir!" replied obediently and eagerly Gokudera.
Tsuna turned his head slightly, revealing his almost sly smile, but his eyes were still veiled in the thick mess of his bangs and locks.
"We shall hunt those Rattos all night," said Tsuna blissfully, who then looked up and revealed his resolute, powerful amber eyes.
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"He... he... he... what adorable ladies" an old, pervert-looking bill-mouthed man with a safari hat commented menacingly, leering the two young occupants in the cage.
Both girls shuddered, but the black-haired try to act tough by responding with a warning "Shut up or you will be arrested for pedophilia!"
"Look, who is saying! A hostage!? He he he" taunted maniacally the ugly man.
Haru clicked her tongue in annoyance of her helplessness. If only she had put her SOS devices and GPS tracking devices in her rucksack this morning! She would be given a good tirade by her father for sure.
But the most pressing problem was how to get out of this host club, a.k.a façade of a mafia den.
"Arrrrggh!" cried the aforementioned pervert geser in pain.
Both ladies looked up only to find two most abhorrent unhuman creatures eating the corpse of the owner of the cry.
"Kyaaaaaa!"
"Kyoko-chan Don't look," Haru promptly covered Kyoko's eyes protectively.
"Ku fu fu fu..." chuckled the gang master tenderly as if what happened was another entertaining comedy of life.
The pineapple-shape haired man noticed the girls' reaction and then commanded his men to blindfold them to 'prevent them to become eyewitnesses for their crime.'
Petty mafia clans need more precaution when dealing with the law enforcement.
Of course, the girls struggled to free themselves from the hold and blindfolding but to no avail, being so defenceless. The indomitable Haru could only curse her own fate and carelessness for the first time in her life, even pitifully begging the God mentally for someone to help her...
'Anyone... Help us!'
All of a sudden, Haru's prayers were answered with a sound of collapsing concrete.
"Ku fu fu... We've been waiting for. you..." said the detestable noise of the head of Ratto.
"Vongola Decimo..."
Haru immediately snapped and flinched at the title. She wasn't saved by a prince on a white horse but her eternal adversary and target!
And now she felt even mire irritated by the blindfolding for preventing her from seeing the true form of the mysterious leader of the legendary Vongola.
"So you have announced your official renounce from the position as the tenth Vongola boss?" asked the amused voice condescendingly.
Suddenly, the supposedly diffident and useless Vongola Decimo smirked most mischievously, saying with indifferent voice "No."
Even the patient, unmovable Rokudo Mukuro was slightly provoked by this new attitude of Sawada Tsunayoshi.
"Then, unfortunately, we've to deal with these girlfriends of yours."
"Over my dead body," curtly replied Tsuna in icy cold voice.
Then a fight broke out between the two groups.
Vongola men and Ratto gangsters slashed and duelled each other with various war tools, completely engaged in the battle except...
The two commanders...
"It's me who is the right-hand, idiot!"
"Ha ha, but I would be his right-hand anyway"
"I'm the official right-hand!"
"Who cares?"
And the row started to spiral out of control much to the distress of other Vongola members and its tenth boss alike.
But then Gokudera came up with an idea far better than the pointless verbal row, "Why don't we compete who managed to knock out more enemies"
"Good idea"
So it was settled. The two something-hand men went all out knocking enemies unconscious.
At the same time, Tsuna was confronted by Mukuro.
"Fu fu... Decimo... Is this all you can do? So weak that it isn't worth speaking about..."
"..." the Hyper-calm Tsuna remained silent.
Abruptly, Lancia emerged from nowhere and intervened.
"Decimo!"
"!" Tsuna showed his slight surprise of the sudden appearance of a man who was assumed to be grippingly bed-ridden.
"Please let me squash him— Please! Just to take a revenge for my famiglia."
With that, Tsuna only responded with a sad smile, meaning a consent.
Lancia then approached Mukuro with his giant metal snake-patterned metal ball.
Strong gust of wind was created pushing all standing creatures nearby to ground except Tsuna...
In another corner of the Ratto base, Vongola men had hard time dealing with some tricky opponents.
"You don't have money or beauty, so DIE," said a bob girl, piping air into her clarinet and making a Vongola erupting into liquid like milk left in microwave for too long.
Then she turned around only to have a sword dangerously locking her neck to the belly of a man, "I won't allow you to kill more of our men."
There were also a blond who could change his physical features into several animals and another black-haired guy who used a pair of yoyos as weapons.
They were good fighters but fooled by Gokudera's clever bombing techniques.
"You only said cool speeches all the time, so I managed to get more men knocked far more than you!"
Back to Tsuna's side, Lancia was defeated pathetically, lying on the floor helplessly but smiling, "at least I was able to injure him, boss, Caprillo and Vadrio..."
Mukuro was laughing blissfully like a content mad manat this, "You're all so weak..."
Seeing Tsuna start to slowly approach him, Mukuro began to unfold his display of illusion once again.
The floor caved into fierce lava pillars; no humans would
ever get to survive, yet Tsuna just composedly walked past all the inferno fire.
"I see... Vongola's intuition..."
Using Mukuro's shock to his advantage, Tsuna started his offensive...
"Zero Point Breakthrough Original version."
End/ Vongola Grandson.
