A/N:

two years later and I'm back wow golly gosh

things ya'll need to know is that my writing definitely changed in two years, so be prepared to blown away with the sudden shift in writing style

also this is unbeta'ed

After two years of training in Italy, getting groomed and shaped into a person Reborn wanted to take over the mafia in a few years' time, there were a lot things Tsuna felt the moment his foot landed-finally-on Japan.

Mainly was I can't believe I'm fianlly away from that demon, another was the excitement, the want to cry and squeal without the fear of getting shot in the head on the spot for being unbecoming of a future mob boss and just run, run, run back home, to his Mom who was definitely busy in the kitchen, cooking him his favourite meals in her favourite apron and hug the hell out of her because he missed all of this-

-He stumbles on the first step of the plane and finds Kyoko's hand resting on his back, an apologetic smile on her face as she says, "Tsu-kun, you're holding up the line,".

Feels his face heat up in embarrassment as he sees the long line of people behind them, hands on their own bags, looking annoyed and very troubled, he mumbles, truly forgetting everything Reborn has ingrained on him as he stutters, "O-oh, right, sorry."

And then they're finally in Japan.

On their way out they see someone, shouting with complete enthusiast as he wave a cardboard with something indistinguishable written in it, he was saying rather loudly, people moving away or staring, "Kyoko!"

The roughness of that voice made Tsuna wince.

Kyoko doesn't seem to notice though, and instead flees from his side as she runs and jumps to hug the guy, the other opening his arms in a big welcome to hug and lift her off her feet-literally-to spin her around.

It looked like it was a scene from a very cheesy retro romance movie, about couples reuniting after years of distance from one another.

Though they weren't a couple-the thought makes him shudder from disgust, wants to make him hit himself for entertaining such thought and blames Reborn just because he can and its not like his tutor's here to kick him for it, he's free-they're siblings.

That man over there is his future brother-in-law, a part of his mind supplies that scarily sounds like Reborn's voice. The thought marriage for a sixteen-year old is, well, restricting. Its strange, when a few years ago when he was a mere middle-schooler, literally soaking wet from swimming in a river, under the high of a dying will bullet, he felt no hesitation to do more laps around the town before dashing to Kyoko, voice ragged and angry as he held her dainty, soft hands in his and ask her out.

When she said yes, laughing at his antics, thinking he's very cute, he thought, yes, this is the woman I wanted to marry and spend the rest of my life with.

Reborn seems to approve, says she reminds him a lot of his mother and says something about "like father, like son, indeed" he makes an offer to "why not take her with you in Italy, might give you some boost to train harder"

At first (until now, actually) he was against it, thinks that Kyoko's not some object you can just carry anywhere you please, women are people, but Reborn says, brandishing a gun, its not a question, you stupid tuna.

Under the guise of a scholarship, the thought of sending off their daughter to a prestigious Italian school with no charge at all was a great deal. Its not like she's going to be alone, she has her boyfriend with her too.

Tsuna thought parents are supposed to be more protective than that, since Reborn is practically a stranger, they have yet to get to know Tsuna then because only a week has passed since the confession but he supposes it's the money that had them hooked. If their daughter marries a corporate president's son, then her future is secured. (How Reborn came up with the corporate thing, he has no idea either but this is Reborn. He can whip out legal papers in a flash, an excellent hitman indeed he is.)

So to Italy they went, Tsuna and Kyoko entering an academy for mafioso's children and an all-girls school, respectively. Then after school, six times a day he does drills and exercises that mostly almost cost him his life, because, quoting Reborn, "Its like a game, if you master the hard mode, you're a god in normal mode."

It actually pissed him off when he used video games to explain, because after that, he couldn't for the life of him stand to touch a gaming console without wanting to vomit, remembering the things he went through with the analogy in the back of his mind.

Post-traumatic stress disorder is part of the qualifications of being a mafia boss too, it seems. Reborn says in a few years time, after a bit more of exposure to the lower parts of the hierarchy he'll get over it. Then Reborn proceeds to tell his own tale when he was a boy on how he dealt with it, ignoring how Tsuna threw up on the floor, sobbing. He just kicked him for messing his shoes.

So yeah, Namimori. Freedom.

Until he graduates highschool and finish a degree in business that is.

Kyoko waves a farewell, leaving with his brother who's very excited to meet him but was immediately pulled away by his little sister, saying how she and Tsuna are tired from the trip. She tells Ryohei they can talk and do whatever they wanted after they all got their well-deserved rest.

Tsuna heads home by himself, gets welcomed by his mother, so excited and happy and gushing so much at the growth spurt her baby boy got during his stay in Italy for two years.

Tsuna thinks maybe this was the best night he ever had.

Then morning came. He's supposed to be suffering from jetlag, but strange enough, his body was quick to adjust its internal clock and he woke up at exactly 3 am, as what his clock beside his bed says.

He groans and burries his head underneath his pillow. Oh how he missed this, being a tardy, good-for-nothing teenager.

But he can't. Get back to sleep, that is.

So he gets up from bed, fixes the sheets and folds his blanket, puts them in a neat pile on the side. Very unlike his fourteen-year old self. Reborn must be proud.

School starts at 8 am, but as early as five, he had already arrived at the gates, surprised to find it unlocked. He can see one of the rooms by one of the buildings was occupied, with its lights on.

With three more hours to spare, give or take, he enters the building and finds the room, just to ease his boredom.

E/N:

another thing I should say is that I really wanted to rewrite ch 1 but its feels wrong? Doesn't change the fact I hated my writing 2 years ago and I still do.

Updates won't take 2 years per chapter, okay. Calm down