A/N: Le Principessa del Ramen here. Another chapter of Tsuna's turmoil-errr, adventure as a mafia boss in a rich school. Hope you likey!

Today, You Are A Mafia Host!

Tsuna was beat. It was the end of the day and it's nearly impossible for him to make through just one school day alive, but somehow he managed. He starts to remember the fact that his is an average F-grade student at Namimori, so being technically rich wasn't going to make him any different. And plus, he was new, and too much of a wuss to ask anyone for help with the class work. The Tenth better had learned to man up or Reborn just might beat him to death. Although he hasn't seen the infant arcobaleno all day, you could never be too safe with the world's best hitman. Tsuna sighed in relief, remembering the day was done…

…That is until two vaguely familiar redheads grabbed him by the arms and led him in the opposite direction of which he was walking…

"C'mon Tsuna, milord is expectantly waiting for you…" chanted the one on the left.

"And he's ready to give you your look-over…gay as that sounds.' continues the one on the right with the same voice. "The Hitachiin twins…right?' Tsuna remembered as he was being dragged along by the Cheshire Cat-like twins. As the twins reached the Third Music Room, Tsuna was dropped right on his ass.

"Ow ow ow ow ow!" he rubbed his butt lightly as the twins barged into the club room as if they owned the place, which, in a sense, was practically true.

"Guys~, we're home~," they said in a sing-songy way. "and we brought Tuna~!" The only brunette, Haruhi, turned around.

"T-Tuna…?" he asked cutely. Tsuna turned to look at him. He noticed his big, soft, round, chocolate-brown eyes and the innocence in his voice and his heart jumped a bit. 'B-but wait, that's a guy.' He shook his head to rid himself of his thoughts.

"No, no silly Haruhi," the twin Tsuna believed was Hikaru made him jump and he ran over to the brunette. "that Tuna over there." He points to Tsuna and pats his head as if she's a little kid. Haruhi blushed slightly in embarrassment, but then began to look at the offending twin in blatant annoyance. Tsuna smiled to himself again, watching the adorable Haruhi-kun until his view was blocked by a somewhat troublesome blonde. Tamaki extended a hand out to him.

"Ah, so Tsunayoshi-kun. I must assess you're abilities as a boss, if you don't mind." The Tenth grabbed onto the Prince's hand and was hoisted up. "We just need to see your background as well." Tsuna scratched his cheek in embarrassment,

"W-well, I rather you not do a-"

"Great! Kyoya-sempai, if you will?" Everyone turned their attention to the megane Prince of Darkness as he pushed up his glassed and opened his black book.

"Hm, okay. Tsunayoshi Sawada. Age, 15. Hometown, Namimori. Position, Tenth Generation Vongola Boss. Academics, Poor. Athletics, extremely poor. Socializing, average. Linage, outstanding. Often called No-Good Tsuna. In short, a boy who's no good at anything and pales in comparison to even the most terrible students in Japan." Tsuna paled in embarrassment and defeat. Everyone gazed at No-Good Tsuna, who's too far gone to acknowledge them.

"W-where did you get this information?" The Tenth murmured out.

"Amano-sensei had brought someone in the Vongola family with this kind of knowledge. Fuuta de la Stella, I believe, was his name." Tsuna paled even more. His blood family AND his mafia family was turning against him.

"Ah, but no worries, dear Tsuna…this was only for analysis, so it won't be needed again!" Tamaki smiled princely at him and Tsuna smiled back.

"Now Tsuna," a familiar, almost annoying infant voice rang out. "you will be training to become a boss by becoming a host with these boys."

"EH? Reborn, why me?" The Tenth silenced as Leon was pointed at him, who shape shifted into a gun. Reborn's eyes were hidden by the brim of his hat, but his smirk was visible. Tsuna was taken aback.

"I brought you here not only to become a better boss, but to increase your chances of being with Kyoko. If anyone can teach you, it's these guys."

"K-k-kyoko-chan…" For once, Tsuna has forgotten the very being of his first true love. He blushed furiously. Kyoya stepped in somewhat accordingly.

"Kyoko Sasagawa…hmmm, aged 15. Grades, superior. Athletics, average. Socialism, average. Object of Tsuna's-"

"O-okay, Kyoya-sempai, no need to embarrass the boy!" Tamaki stepped in, saving the Tenth from death from loss of dignity. "We will usher yet, another poor kitten into the world of the host club!" The grandness of Tamaki's tone and voice had him feeling right at home, like some awkward cross of Yamamoto and Gokudera, very persistent and assertive but very childish and random. Just then he was pulled into the embrace of said Prince. Tsuna, was startled but continued wondering aloud.

"What is it to be a host?"

"O-ho-ho-ho~! What it is to be a host, dear Tsunayoshi, is the ability to not only cater to young and beautiful women in the essence of beauty, but to expose manner, grace, sincerity, and pride from us few handsome and intelligent young men using our elegant graces for the greater good. We teach authority not only in graces, but in professionalism too. While I, Tamaki Suoh, teach you the graces of etiquette, Kyoya-sempai will enhance your knowledge of the professional world beyond the Host Club." Tsuna was shocked. Such a grand explanation would of left even Gokudera stuck.

"Of course Tsuna, your training and education will not go untouched. You will have Morinozuka Takashi and Haninozuka Mitsukuni teaching you in the arts of karate and jui jitsu. And you will have the tutoring of Mr. Haruhi Fujioka." Reborn butted in out of the blue, as per usual.

" I thought I wasn't here for physical training!" The Tenth squeaked.

"I say alotta things, but I'm only a baby."

"Don't use that excuse now! REBORN?"

"Hm," Tamaki butted in. "As much as I love the companionship between student and tutor, be must get dressed, Tsunayoshi. Come with us, and we'll have you ready for your first day as a host!"

"Eh, w-what?" Tsuna paled a bit.

"We have to get in costume before the dames show up! Hikaru, Kaoru!" The blonde Prince snapped his fingers and the twin devils dragged Tsuna away as he panicked inwardly. 'Oh no, please don't tell me he means cosplay…"

"What was your first clue Tsuna?" Reborn mumbled to himself. Tsuna was in for one hell of a day.

A/N: *in HDWM* The next chapter will be Tsuna in cosplay, but I have no idea what cosplay to use. Care to figure it out with your Dying Will? Ciaossu, le Principessa de Ramen aka leEXTREMEmarshmallow (another pairing coming soon…)