"Japanese"

'Thoughts'

"Italian"

When Tsuna was done with his midnight snack, he started walking towards the guest room. Then a thought occurred to him. Why would he sleep with his classmates in the guest room when he could sleep in his room, where the Decimo was supposed to sleep? Besides, he would just probably end up staying up all night because of his unease. Tsuna didn't even know why he slept with his classmates whilst Takeshi, Kyoko and Hana slept in their designated room, alone.

Tsuna decided that he would sleep in his room instead. If Tsuna recalled correctly, his room was in the fourth floor, west wing. No, wait, it was east wing not west wing. Ah, the chef's homemade cookies just makes Tsuna lose his mind...

As Tsuna was walking down the seemingly endless hallway, a soft voice nearly scared him.

"Boss," said a light and female voice. Tsuna felt someone touch his shoulder. Tsuna turned around. A young woman just about Tsuna's age was in front of him. She was wearing a white sundress. She had purple hair tied up in a similar way as Mukuro's but half of it was laid down.

"Chrome," said Tsuna. "You scared me…"

"Sorry boss," Chrome lightly chuckled. "I was just checking if it was you…"

"Of course it's me," Tsuna said. "Who else would it be?"

"I heard from the guards that your classmates will be staying here for five months as a field trip of some sort," Chrome replied. "You could've been one of the students walking around at night."

"You're right," Tsuna said. "I didn't see you in dinner. Where were you?" Chrome bit her lip.

"Boss, I have something to tell you…" she said. "The negotiations with the Fiore famiglia didn't go well," Tsuna's eyes widened in shock. The Fiore Famiglia was the strongest mafia family in France. Recently, their family has been showing peculiar behavior. The Vongola Family requested a meeting with them for an alliance. They needed the alliance to find out what the Fiore Famiglia was up to.

The Vongola supposedly sent a diplomat to meet with the boss of the said famiglia, seeing as Tsuna was still in school at that time. Tsuna had no idea that the diplomat was Chrome.

"What? Why?"

"The moment the 'negotiations' started, the boss attacked me…" Chrome said. Tsuna mentally cursed.

"Are you okay, then? Do you have injuries that need to be treated?" Tsuna said worriedly. He would never forgive himself if one of his guardians were hurt in any way (except if they themselves caused it).

"No boss. I'm perfectly fine," came Chrome's calm reply.

"Good," Tsuna sighed in relief. His intuition told him that Chrome was perfectly fine but there was still one thing that was bugging him. "Hey, Chrome. Did they declare war against the Vongola?" -cause if they did, Tsuna is dead.

Chrome hesitated for a moment. "Yes boss,"

Tsuna resisted screaming 'WHAT?!' out loud. After all, a mafia boss never shows that he's panicking. Besides, he would wake up everyone in the mansion and that would surface a lot of questions. But a war means trouble and trouble means more paperwork and more paperwork means more headaches. It was as if the world hates him.

"B-boss, are you okay?" Chrome asked after a few seconds of silence.

"Yes, I'm fine," Tsuna replied. "I'm going to go to sleep now. See you in the morning, Chrome." Tsuna started to head over to his room.

"I hope you sleep well boss," Chrome told Tsuna's retreating figure.

'Yeah, I hope so too,' Tsuna thought by himself.

Tsuna flicked on the light switch of his room.

It was like he remembered. The canopy bed on the far corner of the room with white sheets and fluffy pillows, tall bookshelves containing books Tsuna never read standing on one side of the room, a desk holding a desktop computer just a few feet away from the book shelves, a fireplace with two comfortable chairs in front of it, and finally a grand chandelier lighting up the whole room. The room was painted white and the floor was covered by royal red carpets. Red curtains covered the giant window on the side opposite to the door. But the thing that Tsuna liked the most about the room was the 5 foot tall portrait of him and his guardians towering above his bed. Tsuna asked for a simple room but according to the Ninth, this was the simplest it could get.

Tsuna was feeling sleepy so he paid no attention to all of these and went straight to sleep.

- (Class Representative) Zuki's POV -

Tsuna's classmates were called into breakfast by 7 am. Zuki stood on top of a bed and commanded her classmates.

"Alright, you guys! It's breakfast time so line up!" she shouted while doing a mental headcount.

'Hmm? Where are Yamamoto-san, Kurokawa-san, Sasagawa-san and Sawada-san?' she thought. By that time, everyone had lined up.

"Alright guys, let's move,"

Zuki was observing the detail of the mansion as they were heading to the dining room. The hallways were obviously designed by a world class designer. The design was beautifully intricate. On first glance, you would think that it was just normal beige wallpaper but if you look hard enough, you'll see that it has intricate carvings every corner.

The carvings never seem to be the same in every hallway. In one hallway, the carvings were roman numerals from one to ten. In one hallway the carvings were different kinds of weapons. There were knives, guns, and even forks. Zuki didn't think that forks were weapons so she just assumed that it was misplaced there or it was probably a trident or something.

On the third hallway that they passed through, there was different weather symbols carved. Zuki thought it was weird but she just didn't think much about it.

The weirdest was the fourth hallway they passed. There were names carved on the wall. Zuki spotted the name "Tsunayoshi Sawada" carved there. It looked as if it was newly carved there. Only about two or three years ago, it was probably carved there.

'Why is Sawada-san's name carved on the wall?' Zuki thought to herself.

Zuki and her classmates arrived at the dining room to find that their four missing classmates, two former classmates, four little kids and a young woman wearing goggles were already waiting on the table. Tsuna was again, in the head of the table. Zuki paused to look at the scene in front of her.

Two little kids not older than ten years old were running on the table. One was a boy wearing cow-print clothes and little horns were on his hair. He was holding what seems to be a book of some sorts. A girl in red about the same age as the boy was chasing him. She was apparently trying to get the book back from the boy.

They were shouting something at each other in Italian so Zuki didn't understood a thing. She picked up the words 'Lambo', 'Broccoli head', and 'Cow' in English.

Zuki looked at Tsuna. He was watching the scene as if it was something normal. It was definitely anything but normal. Why? The kids were running on walls, braking vases and portraits. Zuki was just frozen on the spot, watching the scene in front of her.

"A-ah… Zuki-san, you're here," Tsuna's voice shook Zuki in her trance. The two kids stopped running and dropped from the ceiling. From the ceiling!

"Sawada-san, what-?" Zuki asked, gesturing towards the kids. The girl was still trying to wrestle the boy for her book.

"I-it's nothing, Zuki-san," Tsuna said, timidly. "W-why aren't you coming in?"

Zuki forcefully shook herself out of her shocked state and lead her classmates in the dining room. Each one of her classmates took a seat and started chattering amongst them. Zuki turned to the girl beside her.

"Dokuro-san, why are you here in Italy?" Zuki asked. She has a hunch that Tsuna is hiding something and Chrome is part of that secret. It's the secret that Zuki wants to know about.

"I live- I mean, boss- Tsuna-san invited me here," the petite girl stuttered out. Zuki noticed that she cut herself from talking twice.

She almost said that she lives here.

'Hm, suspicious,' Zuki thought.

"Why?" Zuki pressed. "Do you have some business here to take care of?" Chrome tensed slightly but Zuki saw it. Now Zuki was really getting curious.

Chrome seemed to think for a moment before nodding.

"I guess you can say that," Chrome muttered uneasily. Chrome coughed lightly. "Excuse me, Zuki-san. I have to go to the bathroom," she said, standing up.

Chrome never came back after leaving for the bathroom. Now Zuki felt like she offended or maybe scared the petite girl.

"You're curious about Tsuna's identity, right?" these are the words that made Zuki turn around the seemingly empty hallway. It took her five minutes to realize that the speaker was five year-old Reborn. Zuki croched down to Reborn's height and looked at him in the eye.

"What do you know, Reborn-san?" she asked.

"Everything," he said. Zuki wasn't surprised when she heard this. Since middle school, she already knew that Reborn wasn't a normal baby. Who wouldn't? She didn't think that babies can talk like that.

"Tell me."