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From the Norm Chapter 8 Contact

Today or rather tonight will make two weeks and a day that I've been at Vongola Mansion. I finally was able to contact my friends after finally being given permission to talk to them. Those asses, but I suppose if I want to keep my head on my shoulders then I better comply with their rules, which is stupid, because I'm technically in danger just by being here. But the saying goes if you want to hide from your enemies do it in plain sight. And obviously it's working because they haven't tried anything and I eavesdropped on my brother and his guardian meeting and they say that there have been strange people lurking about my home and at the school. Thankfully Yamamoto-san put mom up at his place.

Speaking of Yamamoto, he had a slight concussion and Gokudera lacerations and cuts were heal within of matter of days. The boys assured that they were fine and were more concern about my well being then theirs after all I was the one who left suddenly. I couldn't tell them in full detail on what was happening now, but I promised that I would be back hopefully within the summer time and the beginning of third semester.

I sat up in my king size bed. I was already small and short so of course the bed was huge to me. I remember the other night I decided to sleep "under" the bed and I never slept better. Of course there was a downsize to that when one of the maids came to wake me up and they couldn't find me. The whole place went into a state of panic trying to find me, so imagine their surprise when I came out of my room and into the dining hall that I was completely ok.

G and Alaude almost tore my head off when they saw me.

Asari just told me to find a better alternate way of going to sleep. I was half tempting to ask Asari if I could sleep with him, but I wasn't sure if he had company tonight. Alaude was out of the question and I sure as hell wasn't going to ask Knuckles and the same goes with Daemon. Lampo was annoying and Giotto… Giotto…

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I tromped down quietly down the hallway to see if Giotto was still in his office if not. I was crashing on the couch. Asari did find a better alternative and that's what I was going to do.

I made my way to the cross section of the hallway until I heard voices. I peeked around the corner and say a maid. She was by herself on the phone talking to someone.

"I don't know why you insist on trying to kill the boy." That would be me I guess.

Somebody said something on the other end.

"I know he's Giotto's brother but…" Something else was said.

"Still, he just a kid who was ignorant of the mafia up until a week ago, he couldn't possibly be a threat to us, what do you think you gain by killing him."

There was a brief moments of silence of both end.

"With all due respect sir, but Giotto is probably one of the most level headed mafia member in the whole world. I don't think that you getting me to kill his brother is going to start a war. You forget that Giotto hasn't been home in years. If something were to happen to the boy I doubt they'll get all bent out of shape and it would be vice versa."

On the other end the man, apparently, sighed.

"So the mission to assassinate the boy is over."

I hurried up to take my camera out and snapped a picture of the maid and turned tail to my room. I couldn't get caught now could I?

I crawled into my bed and but my phone underneath my pillow. I thought over the conversation and thought, 'This isn't like the movies. All those complicated codes to do stuff were either over exaggerated or possibly real.' But I do know one thing that killing is probably the easiest thing you can probably do. And it could've been down multiple times now.

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I walk to my brother room at the crack of dawn, the sooner I save my next, the sooner I can get to my life. And when I do, I'm going back to Karate.

I looked at the door to my brother's room. Jeez, if you ever want enemies to find my brother room just point them to the big and double door. I knocked on the door and waited. I heard shuffling and wondered what was taking him so long. Finally he opened up the door slightly.

"Tsuna," he asked. "What are you doing here?"

"We need to talk," I said pushing the door opened and stepping in only to freeze in my tracks.

I saw a woman in my brother bed and it just was an ordinary woman, it was the maid who was supposed to assassin me.

My brother put his hand on my shoulder and the maid just looked at me.

"Judging by your look, I say you was the one that overheard my conversation."

"Giotto?"

"We need to talk."

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I didn't know what to do. Hell I didn't know what to say. This was too simple, too convenient. Like a really thought out plan to make everything sound like a big misunderstanding. I didn't believe it.

The maid, whose name is Arela, is a freelance assassin. She's no Reborn, but she's really capable in what she did. She has the nickname, "Judgment" I guess because she a good judge of character perhaps. Any ways, she was hired by some old war bound geezer who asked her to kill me after hearing some rumor about my existence. However after watching and "judging" me, she deemed my not worth to kill. Whoopee.

"Okay," I said doubtfully. "So then why did that man send those people after me instead of just hiring you in the first place."

"Because we didn't get hired by the same people," I gave her a look. "Meaning the my employer hired me a few days after he found out hence hiring me and when I found out that Giotto and you were actually brothers. I decided not to."

"Because you two are fucking?"

"Tsuna," Giotto said angrily.

I jumped up indignant, "What am I suppose to think? That woman is an assassin and you're sleeping with her, for all I know you could've been sleeping with her to keep her from killing me."
Arela laughed, "I understand the logic, but Giotto and I aren't fuck buddies we're more than just that."

"Arela-," Giotto said, but she was still firing away.

"He's my fiancé."

At that time I felt indescribable rage that I turned and punch my brother right in the face.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU," I roared bring attention into the room. G and Daemon were the first one here. "YOU ACTUALLY WAS ABOUT TO START A FAMILY, FAMILY WITH SOME WOMAN AND NOT EVEN BOTHER TO COME BACK TO YOUR OWN FAMILY."I looked at Arela. "How could you? You wasn't even going to tell us weren't you, you was just going to send me back and never tell us. You're an asshole."

I ran out the room leaving a stun crowd.

Asari arrived at the tail end of the conversation. He had mixture of a grim yet smug look, "I told you, you should've told him yet like always, you insist on hiding things from him." Asari looked down the hallway. "I thought you wanted to make up with your brother not destroy the relationship but whatever works with you."

"Asari," Giotto said helplessly.

"Don't Asari me, honestly both you and your father are hopeless, in my opinion if you have enough time to make up an excuse, you have enough time to visit your family, because I do," Asari said with a hint mocking.

"But I bet you don't tell them what it is that you do for a living," Giotto retaliated.

Asari eyes narrow, "As a matter of I did." Giotto started to sputter. "There nothing against the rules stating that I can't tell anybody I'm in the mafia. I never spilled any secrets and as far as I know, they don't know what mafia I'm from. Point is my family is strong because we don't lie to each other all the time. But enough about me," Asari drawled. "Don't you have a brother to find?"

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Hm, was Asari mean? Well one or two more chapters before I draw this to an end.