A/N: Here's chapter 14 as promised! But posted a little late... Haha! And there will be the introduction to another popular male we all love his laugh. It makes us squeal on delight by hearing the seiyuu of him doing it in ReboCons! Haha! I guess you already guessed by now why it is so I'll stop ranting now xD

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Warning: Bad grammar, OOC, a small variety of colorful words (thanks to Tsukunikuns) and the repeat of words and sentences.

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Chapter 14: The Ninth

Upon seeing the huge, gorgeous mansion from the 19th Europe century, hidden from society with a beautiful garden up the front and a big fountain in front of him, Tsuna knew this wasn't a normal Boss. He expected everything; an evil looking man with a large belly and a long beard or a guy who had a hand for a hook. So he prepared himself for the worst. Tsuna noticed the form of Reborn approaching the twin doors of white wood who lead to the inside of the mansion to open them.

"Hurry up No Good Tsuna." The male order and Tsuna couldn't help but to comply. He walked around the large fountain, stepped up the three stairs that led to the doors and he wordlessly slid inside the mansion by the opened door. Entering the double doors Reborn held open for him, his eyes roamed over every thing he encountered when entering. For starters, the place was spacious. There were big chandeliers on the ceiling, two to be exact. The walls were being covered by wallpapers of a soft tangerine color and the floor was spotlessly white. He was standing over a red, expensive carpet with golden stripes, knitted on the edges. The carpet leads from the doors to the grand stairs ahead of them. A row of white wooden doors were placed neatly at the sides of the room that lead to god knows where.

The door shutting behind him interrupted his ogling at the place. Tsuna turned his body sideways and saw the male responsible of the action, grinning down at him. He seemed to be enjoying the astounded expression that took over his face for a few seconds.

The taller male chuckled amusedly at the actions of his student; Tsuna resembled a small toddler who discovered he had appendages and he could control (hands and fingers). He was looking around with his mouth slightly agape and his eyes were wide in surprise. He was taking everything he could with his vision. He went as far as to stare long enough at the expensive ruby flooring under their feet; Reborn just knows Tsuna was considering stepping away from the carpet so he wouldn't get dirty the crimson carpet.

Stepping ahead of his student with his innocent (he considered them cute, but he won't say that out loud) antics, he began leading the way. "Don't let your curiosity win the best of you and wander away." Reborn mocked the man, a chuckle leaving his lips after mocking his student.

Tsuna frowned at the sarcastic advice of the other before he hurried his steps to follow after him. He reached Reborn when he began walking up the stairs and the former followed suit; not before glaring at his back. Once they were at the top of the stairs, they turned left and began walking down the long hallway. His glare stopped as soon as he noticed the wide windows at his left. Tsuna turned his head and stared through the large windowpane; outside, there were large gardens, filled by a great variety of colors and flowers. He stared the beautiful scene mystified, and he continued until the window ended. Disappointed, he turned his attention to the hallway ahead of them and continued following the Hitman; who turned around the corner of the right and continued down that hallway.

It wasn't long until the wall on both sides were filled with large portraits of different kind of people; most of them male. Every single one of them seated on the same luxurious chair of dark brown and red along with a different weapon. Under the large portraits there were golden polished name plates. He stared with curiosity at the single woman among the seven males. On the name plate it was written: Daniela, the Eight.

Tsuna grunted when he crashed into the back of Reborn. Rubbing his red nose with his hand, he backed away from the other and opened his mouth to ask why he suddenly stopped but Reborn silenced him with a shake of head, left to right. Tsuna couldn't help but to stare at him and blink a couple of times after.

Reborn brought a hand up and he knocked on the two doors in front of them. Tsuna didn't notice the doors, but he didn't push the subject any further. They waited for a few moments before a raspy voice behind the doors called.

"Enter."

Reborn complied, opening a single door and entered the office before Tsuna. "Ninth," Reborn greeted, but he didn't step away from where he stood to let Tsuna pass. The back of Reborn didn't allow him to see the owner of the voice and since he didn't want to be disrespectful, he didn't look over the shoulder of Reborn and properly waited. "I've brought him."

"Good, good." The same raspy voice who answered the knocking said, "Let him pass." Reborn did as he was told, stepping aside and held the door open for Tsuna to go through the entrance. Taking cautious steps, the latter entered the room and stared at the older man sitting on a wheel chair behind the desk in front of him. Tsuna heard the sound of the door closing and blinked at the man in the other side of the room.

Tsuna expected everything; from an evil looking man with a large belly and a long beard to a guy who had a hook for a hand. He had prepared himself for the absolute worst.

He didn't prepare himself for meeting an older man—much older than him—wearing an expensive brown suit, with white hair and kind eyes. And let's not forget the soft smile on his lips.

"Good evening Tsunayoshi." The smile grew a bit, "I'm Timoteo."

"A…Ah," Tsuna bowed after he snapped out of his thoughts, "Pleased to meet you…" He greeted nervously.

Timoteo gave a laugh, "No need to be nervous! We already knew each other before the incident…" His smile dropped a bit at the mention of the accident, "We're… Well… you can consider our relationship as Grandfather and grandson." He laughed, "I've known you since you were a little boy. I went to your house for a small vacation; your father offered and I accepted. You were only five years old back then." Timoteo informed smiling.

"I see." Tsuna found himself smiling back at the older man.

"Oh, I'm sorry, please take a seat." Timoteo said, indicating with his hand at the seat in front of his desk. Tsuna complied, saying to the elder it was alright. He looked behind him and saw Reborn leaning against the wall next to the double doors, with his arms crossed in front of his chest. His eyes were shadowed by the rim of his hat, so he really couldn't see his eyes. He noticed the large green chameleon sitting on the shoulders of Reborn staring at him. He stared back and Leon blinking at him. Tsuna shook his head to the sides, and refocused his attention on Timoteo; who was placing his elbows on the edge of the desk and intertwined his fingers together.

Long moments were passed in silence. It was quite uncomfortable for the auburn haired, thinking he made something he shouldn't have.

"Tsunayoshi," the older male called a bit serious. The sudden rusty voice of the older man, made him jump in alarm, since the room was silent after so long.

"Y-Yes?" The said man answered.

"Would you like to hear a tale this old man wishes to share with you?" Timoteo asked with his smile intact. Tsuna blinked at the question, but he nodded without hesitation. There must be a meaning for him telling him the tale, right?

Timoteo furrowed his eyebrows in concentration after Tsunayoshi nodded at him, and the former slowly got into his thoughts and ignoring everything around him. Just how will he inform Tsunayoshi of him being the next Boss of the Family? He closed his eyes worriedly, recalling the time when Reborn told Tsuna about this. The Heir was barely thirteen years old and he didn't take it nicely; he panicked, denied and even pleaded for him to have his old boring life back.

Timoteo opened his eyes after long suffering moments, and came with a decision he found suitable for Tsunayoshi not panicking as much. Reborn did tell him bluntly and there wasn't an explanation right away. He just hoped his better judgment wouldn't betray him now.

"Over a century ago," he began, "A vigilante group of people formed a model organization with the sole purpose of protecting people. The founder of this small organization went by the name of Giotto." He smiled, but it quickly turned into a frown at what he said next, "Unfortunately, their way to protect gradually changed to be done by violence and crime; because of which, he saw himself forced to go in retirement at an early age, and he left for Japan." Timoteo took a small pause in his tale telling to get a pen and a sheet of paper from a drawer of his desk. "He started a family of his own," the elder continued, he took the pen with his right hand and began writing on the clean sheet. "He changed his name to Ieyatsu Sawada and named his son Yoshimune. And Yoshimune gave the name of Yoshinobu to his son. Yoshinobu named his son Ietsuna." Timoteo paused and stared at his work, "And finally, Iemitsu was born…" the man muttered. Tsuna's eyes widened at the sudden realization he came to. It was the story of the Sawada's… "…Giving birth to you…" Timoteo looked up from the sheet of paper to observe Tsuna. He handed over the paper to Tsuna; who only received it with his eyes wide.

Tsuna stared at the Family Tree Timoteo gave to him, but it wasn't any kind of Family Tree, it was the "—Vongola's…"

The Ninth grimaced and nodded. "When I mentioned the small model group Giotto formed, gradually changing to violence and crime… I meant the Mafia, Tsunayoshi." If Tsuna's eyes could get even wider, it was possible. The former snapped his head up and stared with disbelief at Timoteo. "You are a descendant of the Primo, Giotto, and you have the power to accept or deny the title as the Tenth Boss of the Vongola Family."

Tsuna could only gape at him with surprise and astonishment. He passed from a guy with no memories to an Heir of a Powerful Mob Family? That was just unbelievable!

"This was the reason why I have summoned you." Tsuna stared at serious elder. "This was the reason why you took that airplane a couple of days ago. This is the reason why you came to Italy, to accept the title as the Tenth Boss." The Ninth informed, "You are free to do whatever you want Tsunayoshi." The male smiled at him, "We won't take it to heart. We know of your condition and you receiving all of this is probably too much for you. I understand—"

"W-Wait…" Tsuna stuttered. He held his hand out and stood up from his seat. Timoteo just blinked and allowed him to take the word. Tsuna took a deep breath and proceeded into taking a seat on the carpeted floor. He looked up at the Ninth, with confusion clearly there in his eyes. "So… I'm the heir of a Mob Family?" He asked slowly.

Timoteo nodded.

"And the First is my Great, great, great, great Grandfather?"

Timoteo nodded again.

"And I happened to be the hero in all of this with superpowers?"

Timoteo hesitated, but he nodded no less.

"Oh…" Was all that Tsuna muttered before he said: "Fuck." His eyes widened at what he just said and quickly tried to apologize, since he utterly failed. "I-I-I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean to curse! I-I just got lost in the moment and didn't connect my tongue with my brain and—"

Well, obviously you didn't No Good Tsuna… Reborn sighed. He glanced at his student moving his arms all around him, trying to apologize. When did he gotten on his feet? He seems more worried about him cursing than him being the next Boss of the Vongola Family. Reborn sighed again at his panicked student before he turned his full attention to Leon, and began running his two fingers over his head.

"T-Tsunayoshi, it's alright." Actually it's better for you to panic over cursing than the subject at hand. Timoteo thought as he suppressed a chuckle from leaving his lips. "Calm down a little." The Ninth suggested.

Tsuna's face turned red from his neck to his ears, figuring out he embarrassed himself in front of the current Boss. He sat on the chair he was sitting before he let himself sit on the floor. He bowed his head and stared at the floor. Not long after he began taking deep breaths. In and out… in and out…

The time passed slowly inside the room, but Timoteo waited the younger one to give him the decision he took after calming down from panicking over such a silly thing. But after the long period of time, Tsuna was calm enough to say his decision.

"…I'm sorry." He muttered. Not giving the chance to Timoteo of talking, he quickly continued and explained why he was apologizing. "I'm sorry… for panicking over nothing…" His head bowed even more in shame.

"I know I shouldn't have… And over such a small word…" A shaky laugh left his lips. He shook his head and returned to the matter at hand, "My past self agreed the title as the Tenth… He may had his own reasons for accepting… but from what I heard in this period of time… I came to a decision…" He stood up from where he sat, but his head was still down. However, he continued "I've… I've decided… decided…" he looked up. What shocked Timoteo the most was the resolution in those caramel eyes; "I've decided to accept the title as the Tenth Boss of the Vongola Family. Accept it and change the Family. If I can't… then I'll just destroy the Family!"

Silence took over the room and the laugh of the elder man cut it through fearlessly not very long after

Tsuna couldn't help but to ogle at the older man. Did… D-Did he said something funny?

"Still the same No Good Tsuna…" Reborn muttered as he tried to hide the fact of him laughing too by coughing into his hand. Heck! Even Leon seemed to be laughing at him!

What?

Timoteo placed his elbows on the edge of the desk and intertwined his fingers together. His laugh has ceased, but he was now chuckling. "Good, good." He managed the say between chuckles, "Even if you forgot your memories… You're still the same Tsunayoshi everyone knows and loves." Laugh erupted from his mouth again at the thought, recalling when Tsuna was sent to the future and made that declaration. Reborn too began laughing, more openly now. All of this, made Tsuna turn red from his neck to his ears yet once again, but this time, it was completely different from the previous time.

Wobbly, the Tenth let himself fall into the chair where he was previously seated. He placed his elbow on the armchair and covered his face in embarrassment; from what he can understand from all of this... he just made a fool out of himself by what he said.

The Ninth stopped abruptly, coughing into his hand to get attention from the other two; Reborn immediately stopped his laughing session and Tsuna reluctantly uncovered his eyes to see the elder. Timoteo smiled at Tsunayoshi and thanked him.

"Thank you Tsunayoshi. Thank you for accepting the title once again." He closed his eyes when the smile on his face got larger, "We'll have to postpone the Inheriting Ceremony for the mean time; until you can properly control your Flame again. So we'll have to restart your training and tutoring from scratch with the help of Reborn." He ignored the shocked look on Tsuna and continued, "Reborn has been your tutor since you were thirteen." Timoteo glanced at Reborn, "I hope you don't mind doing it all again."

"Not at all Ninth." Reborn grinned.

That grin can't be good… Tsuna thought as he stared at him a little shaken.

"Good," the elder nodded in appreciation and turned his attention to Tsuna once again. "Changing subjects," The Ninth started, leaning further his upper body against the desk. The smile he had on his face, completely disappearing. This caught the attention of the other two males who were inside the room along with him. Reborn narrowed his black eyes in question. He did not know what the Ninth was about to say next. He only knew of him taking Tsuna to the Headquarters to inform the latter about him being the next generation Boss of the Vongola.

"Before the accident," The low and raspy voice of the Ninth cut the thoughts of Reborn; "The two of us have been negotiating with a very another powerful Family."

"Negotiating?" His student asked confused.

"Yes." His eyes closed as a tiny smile rolled up on his lips, "It took us many weeks, even months to get them to accept our conditions. But, at last, they complied and added a couple of their own, just to make sure they wouldn't get blamed if the package got out of control."

Reborn got a bad feeling.

"A week before you got on that plane, the deal was sealed."

A very bad feeling…

"The other reason why you were coming, beside the Inheritance of Title was to receive the package personally. Also," he opened his eyes to stare the eyes of the young Heir. The Ninth stared at the latter with unwavering, but gentle eyes. "To sign a contract of where it stated that you would be held responsible if the package went berserker. Since you couldn't be present in the moment of signing the contract, I placed the Dying Flame Seal on it. Since," he rapidly added, "The Flame is almost the same, they accepted it. But, the Family will come in couple of days, for you to sign it and place your Dying Flame on the contract."

The Ninth laughed, "I guess we will begin once again with your training as soon as possible, Tsunayoshi." He stated once the laugh ended. "I leave Tsunayoshi in your care, Reborn." The older man said while glancing at the Hitman who was still leaning against the wall with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

"Consider it done Ninth." Reborn confirmed.

"Good, good." The Ninth nodded, "So returning to the subject at hand," He turned his attention to Tsuna, and noticed the latter looked quite anxious. Perhaps it was the fact of him training with Reborn. Or was it— "Are there any questions Tsunayoshi?"

Tsuna fidgeted on his seated place; he was uneasy and he didn't know why. But ever since he felt the air change, he began feeling weird, almost anxious, and the sudden urge of running away was just… very hard to ignore. Stopping his teeth from biting onto his own lower lip, he parted his lips and asked:

"What… What is this package?"

"Kufufufu…"

He froze.

"Oya, oya," The same low, manly voice who laughed said, "I didn't know you'll forget about me so soon, Sawada Tsunayoshi." The voice said. "Oh, you forgot your reminiscences." He mocked before he gave that weird snicker again. A door from the two which lead to the office they were inside slowly began to open. Tsuna leaped out of where he was seated just to turn around to stare the opening door anxiously. He saw Reborn rushing towards him, just to stop in front of him. In the midst of the action, the former caught the outline of a gun in the hand of Hitman.

Once the door was fully opened, a dark form stepped into the room. It was a male. Tsuna's eyes widened when he noticed the man resembled Chrome, but he had Navy Blue hair instead of violet. The unknown man had the same hair style as her. He wore a long sleeved white shirt and white baggy trousers; he seemed to be shoeless. But what caught his attention the most, were the mismatched eyes. His left eye was blue while the right one was a bright red with the kanji of the number six on it.

The male parted his lips, and with his smile intact he said:

"Pleased to see you again, Tsunayoshi. You may call me… Mukuro."

Omake:

What if: Tsuna had panicked.

Timoteo didn't expect the young Heir to interrupt him… by screaming his head off.

"—and you receiving all of this is probably too much for you. I understand—"

The Ninth didn't expect getting interrupted by Tsuna… neither by the scream which interrupted him.

"W-W-Wait a minute!" Tsuna pleaded as he held his hand out and leaped out of his seat. Timoteo just blinked and allowed him to take the word. "This… This is… This is just too much! " He tightly pulled his hair with his hands, looking around panicked. "Why… W-W-Why did I get to be the Heir?"

Ahh… took him long enough… Reborn thought as he smirked.

"Didn't you hear No Good Tsuna? You're the descen—"

"I know that!" He pointed an accusing finger at the figure of Reborn, "You keep quiet and let me think! Agh…!" He let himself fall into the floor and cursed when his rear made contact with the floor. "Ah! I'm sorry for cursing!" He looked up at the Ninth and apologized.

Okay, it was confirmed: Tsuna has broken.

"…I'm sorry." Tsuna muttered from where he sat on the floor. Not giving the chance to Timoteo of talking, he quickly continued and explained why he was apologizing. "I'm sorry… for panicking…" His head lowered more in shame.

Well, even if you apologize you won't get away from the torture I'm planning for you by shutting me up… Reborn thought as a smirk appeared on his lips. But as fast as it appeared, it disappeared.

A/N: Well… I got tired and my ears hurt, I don't know why… and I have many cuts on my fingers and I don't know why either…

Anyways…

I hope you guys liked the reaction of Tsuna… I made him panic over such a small thing… Haha! Tell me if you found the 'Omake: What if' funny… if you didn't, no biggie! Haha!

Next Chapter: The Mist (or The Pineapple head but I'll surely get beaten to a bloody pulp if I did xD)

How will Tsuna react to Mukuro's appearance? Will be shocked enough to remember something about the man?

Should he? Or shouldn't he?

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