Wow, I'm already on Chapter Three.
Just some pointers, yes it may seem Takeshi is OOC, but that's because in here I'm the Author so I have the power of a god over them. And because the anime/manga doesn't revolve around him so we can't exactly say what his personal life is like.
Nana is NOT Tsuna's mother, she is Takeshi's; she didn't marry Iemitsu, she married Tsuyoshi.
In this story Reborn is not an infant all the time, there are occasions, like in the beginning, where he is an adult; I will explain why later. Reborn and Nana have known each other for a long period of time, this will also be explained later.
Gokudera is not yet related to the mafia, he and Haru are dating because I needed a side couple and I think they're one of the couples that could easily be together.
Hibari is not the future Cloud Guardian; Mukuro is not the future Mist Guardian. However they still will appear in the story (After all Hibari's already been mentioned before).
The weapons everyone uses may be different.
The confrontation with Byakuran in the future will not happen, however some of the characters from then will be used.
NOW LETS GET TO THE DAMN STORY!
My Life As The Future Vongola
It was magnificent; the sky above had revealed its entire stellar map.
We were all lying on the ground, not far from the school, watching as the expected shower of stars began streaming across the sky. They came into sight as quickly as they left; for a poet it would be "An infinite tapestry, which had truly unlocked all the marvels of life".
However I was no poet, that's why the warmth at my side could be surprised and easily flustered whenever I said such things.
We weren't alone, another depressing fact besides not being a poet; but we had at least been able to get away from the rest of the group. However crying, arguing, and laughing could still be heard like an atomic bomb. Looking down at the sleepy face, which currently had itself latched to my side, it's head resting on my right pectoral, I couldn't help but feel a greater sense of peace.
Opening my mouth I planned to finally choke out what I had been hoping to say. 'T-
'SMACK!'
That was the only thing I could make out before I was forced awake, and hurdled from my bed onto the floor. It couldn't have even been dawn yet considering how dark it was, which made the stars dancing around the entire room even brighter, as a large bump formed on the top of my head.
Cursing every word I knew in and out of my native language, thanks to long exposure to Gokudera and his family, I gripped my head at the pain. It felt like I had just had my head collided with an iron wall.
Looking up I could only make out the silhouette of a baby carrying a large hammer, which had to be three times his size.
...Why the hell was there a baby in my room? Forcing my eyes open I could indeed make out the form of a baby through the poorly lit room.
"Time to get up Yamamoto" the now identified male cooed, clearly happy that I was writhing in pain from his sudden attack. Staring up in confusion, my eyes and brain continued to adapt to the darkness and sudden event, at a pace that would shame any kind of tortoise.
"You're still not up?" the infant questioned, "Maybe another hit will do you good." he proclaimed, raising the hammer towards the ceiling, having it loom above like a menacing beast.
"...Reborn?" I finally managed to ask, before darkness consumed me once more, this time from unconsciousness instead of sleep.
This. Was. Definitely. HELL!
Knowing my parents had agreed I was falling so behind that it became necessary to have a tutor was one thing.
Knowing that he was the symbol of true fear was another.
But now figuring out that by some freak accident the grown man I had met yesterday was now an over violent, sadistic, infant was way to much!
Things like this didn't happen, it was uh...illogical, or whatever those movies said. But apparently my thoughts didn't matter again.
Dad ignored it like it was nothing, and mom looked at me like I had grown another head! If anyone can hear me, for all that is good and loving in this world, SAVE ME!
Time skip; one week since Reborn's arrival.
Reborn truly loved making other people's lives worse, or more accurately mine. And just because he loved to do this I was expected to go through his bizarre tutoring (Torture) everyday, periodically through the day.I'm still blaming him for that incident at the batting cages when the machines all went haywire on me.
So NOW here I was heading to school, three hours ahead of schedule, with a total of ten bricks in my backpack, because according to Reborn "Immense physical endurance is a necessity for my future." I couldn't understand him, he suddenly shows up and now everything's as if he's always been here, mom even had an entire rich Italian feast spread out for him at every meal of the day.
Sighing, I knew that if I didn't go back to my usual self soon I would have the entire school breathing down my neck wondering what's wrong. They had done it the other day when I came with dark circles around my eyes, a barking stomach, and a growing collection of bruises. However my train of thought was suddenly cut off by a loud barking coming from behind. Turning my head I began to regret waking up this morning.
As a laid on my bed, completely immovable due to the cast around my right forearm, and the bandages that covered nearly everything else, I could only think of one thing; Rottwielers.
Apparently some mother fucking idiot decided to leave his pets' cage open, and lucky me had to walk past their damn house and get chased by them until I collapsed and got turned into their chew toy; thanks to that shithead Reborn's idea to fill my bag with bricks! It was only thanks to our schools lead (And only) boxer passing by on his fifth morning jog that I got saved.
He didn't call animal control, he instead beat each of the deranged mutts up with his barehands like it was some kind of gang fight. However the animal's owner did call the cops on him for killing two of those filthy rats and "internally damaging" the other three. Serves those asses right for being so stupid.
Now I had to miss school for four entire days, and until I could take the cast off I couldn't be allowed to play baseball, so there's another damn happy surprise!
No friends, no sports, and Reborn; either Kami was punishing me for some intolerable group of sins I committed, or Reborn truly is the direct spawn of the Devil. And it was unlikely that Kami had anything to do in this, so now I was stuck in the same house as my tormentor for four entire days. If I could still use my right arm I would start on my will because like hell I'm getting through this alive.
Reborn's P.O.V.
Sipping at the coffee Nana had made for me I began letting my thoughts trail off.
It was nice to see her again, however I still find it amazing she chose to settle down; on the bright side she at least picked Tsuyoshi instead of my baka co-worker Iemitsu. There wasn't a huge difference between them, they both use to cling to her legs, had pits of scarp iron for stomachs, dove headfirst into trouble, and had the sense of humor which made you want to hit them with a chair, which Nana and I both did years ago. At least with Tsuyoshi she got a bit bigger of a brain.
Taking another sip I chose to leave her out of this and focus on why I had originally came here, her baka son Yamamoto. He was weird, unlike the other candidates I raised, he didn't enter the training as fast or understand it, and didn't prove he could be capable of taking responsibility for his inheritance. Correction unlike most; there still was that other baka.
Suddenly another splendid (Horrific) idea came to mind. Maybe I could invite my beloved and his baka father over, to help Yamamoto of course.
My Life As The Future Vongola
And so ends Chapter Three. Yes Dino is coming up in the next chapter, along with his wife and son (I've given you hints in the first chapters; you should be able to figure out who they are).
Soon Takeshi will learn of the mafia, soon.
Review nicely; remember this is still my first story. Au revoir!