From the Norm

by Dobby123

So I just found out today that my brother wasn't exactly studying abroad to make a decent living for himself, he was training to be a mafia boss which I was fine with until I found out I was in danger just because I was releated to him. Goodbye normality.

3. Coming to Terms

From the Norm Chapter 3 Coming to Terms

So I was sitting in my bedroom listening to my brother talk about the mafia. Some of the things he told me sounded a little bit of something you would hear from the godfather, but I only watch very little of it. My brother was so happy that I decided to accept the fact fully and decided to give some thoughts about moving to Italy. He only had Gokudera and Yamamoto to thank for since they cared about my well being too.

"So is there anything specific you want to know about," Giotto asked.

I was stumped. I mean what could you ask after an explanation like that?

"I'm not sure that's a lot to take in, though," I leveled him with a stare. "Why did you wait until now to tell me this? Wouldn't it have better if you told us earlier?"

Giotto had some resolved look on his face, "I want to keep you two protected."

It seem my favorite catchphrase is been used a lot lately, "Fat load of good it did any of us. So what now? You watch me to make sure your enemies are bluffing or I go with you to where your house is most likely state of the arts tech that would make killing me almost next to impossible?"

Giotto looked like he wanted to hit his head on the wall. I felt bad cause I wasn't making this easy on him.

"This isn't a joke Tsuna." He said sternly.

I countered smoothly, "Does I look like I'm laughing?"

"I don't like to grip about the same thing over and over again like I'm a broken record, but the only reason I'm not taking you seriously because I don't trust liars. Honestly we're your family and by that, me being your brother and mom being your mother. We're in danger and can barely protect ourselves. And if something had happen to us. I would blame you indefinitely. I swear you're like dad."

Giotto took high offense to that, "At least I told some truth to what I said."

"You could've done better like showing up on the holidays I mean really, what school make the kids stay during the holidays? Or the summers? You could've came home especially if you were just "studying"."

Giotto winced, "Okay I'll admit I royally screwed up. I could've planned that out better, I'm sorry, I'm no better than father, I honestly don't know how to apologize, I'm too many years too late."

I honestly didn't know what to say so I let it go.