Giotto stared at the two children for a second, then looked back at his mist guardian, hoping they weren't who he thought they were.

"Daemon . . . who are these children?" asked the blond in a nervous voice.

Shrugging, the mist guardian said, "Beats me. I just bumped into them in town, and since they had nowhere else to go, I brought them back with me."

Giotto just stared at the illusionist with wide eyes. Had the man always been so…stupid?

"ARE YOU FUCKING RETARDED?" shouted G. "What if they're spies or something?"

Waving a hand dismissively, Daemon said, "It's impossible for them to be spies!"

"And why is that?" asked Asari, genuinely curious.

"Because they're from the future," replied the illusionist with a goofy grin on his face, obviously not believing what he himself was saying.

There was a moment of silence; the adults in the room, who seemed to have completely forgotten about the children, were wondering how many times Daemon had been dropped on his head as a baby. Mukuro was watching was going on with minimum interest, Gokudera had on a calculating expression, and the other kids (none of whom understood what was being said) were merely watching with confused faces, wondering what was going on.

"Anyways," continued Daemon. "It's not like I'm the only one who brought strange kids into the mansion!" When he said this, he looked pointedly at the other children in the room, whose resemblance to the other guardians he only just now was noticing. His eyes widened when he saw said resemblance. "Oh, my god! Talbot has found a way to clone us, hasn't he?"

Mukuro looked up at the stupid adult through bored eyes, then took Nagi's hand and slowly edged away, closer to where the other children were.

As all this was going on, Gokudera, who was still brooding on what Daemon had said (about the two pineapple heads being from the future), and finally came to the conclusion that they were indeed from the past, and from what he could tell, so were all the other children.

"What pineapple head said was true!" said the little silverette, and everyone turned to look at him.

"What?" asked Giotto, completely bewildered.

"I'm pretty sure neither me, nor the other kids, are from this era."

G snorted at this. "Get real, brat. There's no way in hell I'm going to believe that the lot of you are from the future."

"It's true," growled Gokudera. Turning to Mukuro, he said, "Before you appeared here, it was the year 199X, wasn't it?"

Giotto looked at the boy with wide eyes; not because he was claiming to be from the future, but because he actually believed him. Giotto would have known if the boy had been lying (one of the advantages of having hyper intuition) and this kid, impossible as it may seem, was actually telling the truth.

"G," he said to get the man to be quiet. When there was an absence of noise in the room, Giotto turned to Tsuna. Bending down, Giotto asked him in a gentle yet serious voice, "Tsuna-kun, tell me. What year is it?"

The little brunette tilted his head to the side in question. "It's 199X," he said without hesitation.

There was a barely audible gasp from G. When Giotto turned to give him a meaningful look, the red-haired man just turned his head to the side, still refusing to believe what was right in front of his eyes. "He could be making this up, you know. He probably understands everything we're saying." Despite his words, G's words were laced with uncertainty.

Letting out a sigh, Giotto turned to Alaude. "And what do you think?" he asked the pale blond.

Alaude had been quiet ever since Daemon had first barged into the room, observing the seen with quiet interest. Now that all eyes were on him, he adopted a mask of indifference and said, "I think it's time we call Talbot and find a way to get these brats back to their own time." And with that, the blond left the room, leaving behind a still handcuffed Hibari.

Knuckle had only just finished his daily three kilometre run and had returned to his room to change back into his priest robes. When he got to his room, though, the first thing that caught his attention was a small figure fast asleep on his bed.

Curious, he went up to his bed to see who it was; the figure was much too small for even Lampo, who was the youngest in the whole mansion.

Pulling back the cover, his jaw dropped to the floor when he saw a young boy, about five years old or so, curled up into a tight little ball, sleeping peacefully.

The priest stood there for quite a while, wondering what to do. In the end, he could think of nothing better to do than to wake the child up so that he could interrogate him.

Gently, he shook the boy's shoulder, but he didn't respond. He tried again, a little harder this time and again, the boy didn't so much as stir.

In the end, to get the boy to wake up, the sun guardian had to shout into the boy's ear, "Wake up!"

Finally, the boy's eyes opened groggily and he looked around in confusion, not seeming to recognise where he was.

"Are you okay?" asked Knuckle of the boy, putting a hand on his shoulder.

The child merely looked at him with a blank expression, and when he opened his mouth to speak, it wasn't in the Italian language.

"Who are you?" asked the boy in Japanese.

Knuckle was taken aback at this. Apparently, not only did the child not know where he was, he didn't even speak Italian.

Mustering up a smile, Knuckle introduced himself, saying, "I am a priest going by the name of Knuckle, and I am also the sun guardian of the Vongola Family of Italy."

The boy's eyes clouded with confusion for a second, but it wasn't long before a wide smile brightened his face and he said, "I don't know what a Vongola is, but it's nice to meet you, Knuckle-san! I'm Sasagawa Ryohei from Namimori, Japan!"

SkyGem: Okay guys, two things to say. One: For some odd reason, I'm having serious writer's block on this fic, and I don't think I'll be able to update this every other day; maybe every week or so. But, on the other hand, it looks like RaF is just as easy to write as always (I wonder why that is?) so I've decided that, starting tomorrow, I'll start updating it daily again…for a while anyways. 'Cause here's number two: I'm starting school on again on the 6th, and since I'm in my second year of high school (grade 11), I'll probably be swamped in school work, so after a while, my updates may start to dwindle…I'm really sorry guys *bows*. Anyways, that's all I have to say for now, please do leave a review and tell me what you thought, ne?