SkyGem: Well, I'll be borrowing two of my OCs from RaF in this chapter, I hope you guys don't mind it terribly. I quite like them and thought they should get more appearances.
Alfeo walked briskly through the Vongola mansion on his way to Primo's office. The orange-haired man had just gotten back from an assignment in England and was really looking forward to just taking the rest of the afternoon off. It felt good to be home again. He just needed to give his report to Primo, then he would be free for a few days.
As he walked, something caught the man's notice; the maids all seemed a little overly happy for some reason. Filing it away in his mind so that he could speculate on it later, the man continued on his way to his boss's office.
Upon knocking on the door, he waited for Giotto's usual "come in," but heard nothing. He was just starting to wonder if the man was out at the moment, when the door opened. His eyes trailing down, he saw a little boy, maybe four years old, staring up at him with wide, curious brown eyes and a face that looked too familiar for it to be a coincidence.
After a minute of studying him, the boy must have decided that Alfeo wasn't dangerous and stepped aside with a smile on his face, holding a finger to his lips and whispering, "Shh! Giotto-nii fell asleep! Don't wake him up!"
A little perplexed at the child's use of the Japanese language and his startling resemblance to his boss, Alfeo stepped inside, looking around. What he saw in there made his eyes go wide with surprise. Currently in the room were five other little boys and a little girl who had startling resemblances to the Vongola guardians.
The kids were scattered over the floor, drawing pictures with brightly coloured crayons. This was a normal kid activity; the thing that was seriously abnormal about it, though, was the things some of them were drawing.
Most of the kids were drawing normal things, like flowers and bunnies and smiling suns, but from what Alfeo could make out of the picture the Alaude lookalike was drawing, he thought he saw the kid beating up five others, all more than twice his size, with a pair of tonfas. There was a lot of blood…Now the Mukuro lookalike, his drawing was even more disturbing than the Alaude kid's. It was a picture that looked suspiciously like a Vendice guard; how a child knew what one even was, Alfeo had no idea, but it sent a shiver up his spine.
Currently in the room with the kids were Giotto, who was passed out at his desk, a little drool coming out of his mouth; G, who was sprawled out on the couch, eyes closed, having evidently fallen asleep while reading some paperwork; and Asari, who was nodding off on another sofa, one hand holding a piece of paper and the other resting inconspicuously on his sword, alert even in his sleep, for enemies.
Skipping back to the other kids, the little brunette who had opened the door plopped down beside a silverette.
Going to sit beside them, Alfeo smiled curiously at the kids and said, "Hey kiddies! Mind telling me what you're doing in here?"
Of the seven, only two seemed to have fully understood him. The younger of those two, the silverette, sneered at him, saying, "If you must know, the seven were somehow sent here from four hundred years in the future and Giotto and the others are taking care of us until they find a way to send us back. Oh, and only me and the male pineapple head understand Italian. The others are all Japanese."
For a moment, there was quiet, with Alfeo not knowing quite how to respond to that. Then, letting a patronizing smile grace his features, he said, "What a creative imagination you have there, little one! Now, can you tell me the real reason you're here?"
There was a growl from the boy who looked like Daemon and he said, "We are telling the truth you buffoon! Even ask the others!"
Sceptically, Alfeo turned to Tsuna and asked him why he was at the mansion. The kid merely looked at him with confused eyes for a second before turning to look at the silverette questioningly.
"I thought I told you they didn't understand Italian, idiot! Ask him in Japanese!" hissed the boy, and Alfeo drew back a little at the venom in his voice which made him sound so much like G; apparently, looks weren't the only thing they shared.
Shooting another sceptical glance at the boy, Alfeo turned back to the brunette and asked, "What are you kids doing here?"
The boy's expression turned to one of understanding and he smiled sweetly, saying that, "We got sent here from the future! See, one day we just appeared here, and then some funny stuff happened and then Giotto-nii told us that we're in the past now! We have to wait for the end of the month so that a person named Talbot can send us back home!"
Somehow, coming from this innocent little boy's mouth, the story seemed a little more believable, but Alfeo still wasn't sure he was ready to believe that these kids had somehow travelled through time.
The man was so caught up in his thoughts that he hadn't noticed one of the kids sneak up behind him, and felt his heart almost stop when an energetic black-haired kid with cheery brown eyes threw himself onto his back, wrapping his arms around his neck and saying, "I caught you! Now you're under my control!"
After getting over the initial shock, Alfeo smiled, somehow feeling himself being pulled into their pace.
"Oh really?" he asked. "Then what do you want me to do, oh great and powerful one?"
There was a giggle from the boy on his back before he said enthusiastically, "Play with us! Giotto-nii and G-nii and Asari-nii all fell asleep and the others are busy doing other things! We're bored!"
Standing up, still with the boy dangling from his neck, Alfeo heard the kid let out a small squeak and wrap his legs around his midsection so as not to fall off. Looking down at all the kids, he said to them, "Why don't we all go to another room and play, ne? We wouldn't want to wake up Giotto-sama and the others."
After translating his words into Italian for the other two kids, Alfeo marched the kids out of the room, with the little boy he soon learned was Takeshi still clinging tightly to his back and the little brunette called Tsuna grasping his hand and enthusiastically pulling him forward.
About half an hour later, Giotto was awakened by the deafening silence.
Jerking up in his seat, the blond wiped the bit of drool from the corner of his mouth and looked around the room for the children. Seeing the papers with the drawings on them, abandoned on the floor, Giotto flew into a panic.
Sitting up, he called, "G! Asari! Wake up! The kids are missing!"
Immediately, both men jerked awake and started looking around wildly, still half asleep.
Not seeing the children, they stood up, and one after the other, they all rushed out of the room to begin their frantic search.
The three hadn't gone three feet before they heard a shriek of laughter that made them both stop and look at each other in confusion.
Gesturing for them to be quiet, Giotto slowly walked in the direction he thought the sound had come from. A few seconds later, they heard another voice giggle, and, now sure of the direction, the three men followed.
Stopping in front of a door that led to one of the meeting rooms, Asari threw it open, and they were all awarded with a particularly amusing sight.
The tables, which were usually arranged in a closed square, had been pushed up against the wall and there had been pillows and blankets spread out all over the floor.
In the middle of the room, Alfeo was pinned to the floor by five of the brats while the other two, easily identified as Kyoya and Mukuro, were sitting atop his torso.
In one corner of the room, sitting casually upon one of the tables, was Isabella, watching what was going on with an amused air about her. Her chin-length, wine red hair was pulled back into a tidy ponytail, and both she and Alfeo had exchanged their suits for a pair of sweats and plain white t-shirts.
All the tension draining from his body upon seeing that the children were fine, Giotto leaned against the doorframe, an amused smile playing on his lips.
"You guys sure seem to be having fun," he heard G say, sounding just as amused as Giotto himself.
The kids all turned to look at him, big smiles on all their faces; even Kyoya seemed to be grinning slightly.
Lifting his head up so that he could see his boss, Alfeo grinned a little sheepishly. "Hey boss," he said, "I just got back a while ago, but when I went to give you the report, you and the others were asleep so I left it one the desk and went about entertaining these brats.
Giotto nodded, the grin still playing across his lips. "That's fine," he said, "I'll read it later."
Then, Tsuna asked something that caught all the adults in the room to look at him in surprise. It was so completely out of the blue, that no one really knew how to respond.
"Ne, Giotto-nii, what is the Vongola?"
SkyGem: Well, there it is! I hope this chapter wasn't too boring! Please do leave a review and tell me what you guys thought, ne? And I'll see you guys next time! Ciao!