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"speaking"

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"english"

-7 years ago-

"Hey Tsu-chan?"

"Hmm?"

"You're gonna come watch me this weekend right?" Misaki asked while she was practicing her katas. The 16 year old had joined her high school's martial arts club the minute sign ups started and she had been made a Regular almost immediately. Every new member was required to spar an older member to gauge their skill level and Misaki not only won, she won against a Regular. The captain had cried tears of joy when she saw the potential Misaki showed.

"For the tournament right? Everyone's gonna watch and cheer you on!" Tsuna enthusiastically replied.

"Everyone's gonna come to Japan just to watch me fight in a local tournament?" Misaki asked surprised.

Tsuna turned to Misaki and laughed at her response. "No, of course not! Not everyone's made out of money like Dex and Alex are. They're gonna watch it live on their computers."

The teen rolled her eyes at Tsuna before responding. "Like I said, it's a local tournament. There's no way that they can see it live. They'll have to wait for you to send them some tapes or something like that." She was trying to make the boy realize how unreasonable the idea was.

Tsuna waved it off, "You forget that we have two technical geniuses as friends. The place the competition is held is also used for more famous things so it's rigged with cameras. The twins already hacked into the system and got complete control. When the fights start, they'll turn on the cameras and send a feed to everyone's computer. That way, everyone has access to your fights. We can even zoom using a nearby camera to get a better look!"

Misaki's mouth dropped open as she heard that. She knew the twins were smart, but to do something like this? Was that even legal? "Wow. Your 8 years old and you're already talking like that. I swear, the twins are bad influences on you. You know even more tech talk than I do and I'm taking a computer science class!" Misaki cried. Why did she hang out with all these smart children? It was really making her look bad.

Tsuna laughed at his surrogate sister's antics and said, "So yeah, that's how everyone besides me is gonna watch."

The girl raised her eyebrow, "Don't you mean you and Hiro?"

"Nope, Hiro decided that he wanted to watch it on his computer. Dex made it sounds all cool when he described it to us. Something about HD and good sound quality. It's gonna be like a movie! Man, now I wish I didn't tell you I would go so that I could watch it at home. Why did I even promise you anyway?"

"Brat. You're coming to cheer me on because you love me and I'm awesome." Misaki growled out.

"Yeah, Yeah. Whatever you say." came his cheeky reply.

On the day of the tournament

Tsuna stood outside the competition hall waiting for Misaki. 'She's late! I can't believe she told me to come early! I've been waiting for an hour!' Tsuna mentally ranted. Six minutes later, he finally saw Misaki's form coming towards the door. But something was wrong. As she got closer, Tsuna noticed bruises on her body. His perceptive nature picked up on the slight limp on her right foot when she walked. She was slouched over and there was a giant hand print on her cheek.

Tsuna immediately ran towards her and frantically asked what happened. Misaki just smiled and played it off as a fight that she got into with some thugs who were trying to steal her money. But, Tsuna knew the truth. She was already in her uniform. What kind of thug would specifically go after a girl who had a blackbelt on? Plus, Misaki would never allow a thug close enough for him to actually slap her. No, it wasn't from a thug at all.

The faint cigarette smell that followed her reminded him of the brand that her step-father used. Tsuna narrowed his eyes and thought 'Recently, there have been more and more bruises. Misa-nee always uses thugs as an excuse but really, if I were the thugs and I got beaten up by a teenage girl on an almost daily basis, I would stop attacking said teenage girl.' Tsuna knew better than to point out Misaki's lie. He just nodded and walked her into the competition area.

She wouldn't forfeit even if the captain told her to. Misaki just hated quitting and such minor injuries weren't going to stop her.

As she walked towards her team, Tsuna made his way to the spectator area. He had a call to make.

Ring Ring Ring

"Hey Tsuna, what's up?" Dex voice said through the speaker.

"Dex, I need you to do me a favor." Tsuna replied in a serious tone.

Sensing the mood, the normally joking Dexter became serious as well.

"What do you need?"

"It's about Misa-nee. She was over an hour late and she came here with injuries that she claims come from thugs she fought on her way here."

"But you think differently.".

"Yeah, it's been happening more and more frequently. It's gotta be her step-dad."

"So what should I do?".

"Get me all the information you can on him. Every single piece you can get. And when we've found enough, we'll find a way to stop him, even if we have to resort to blackmail. Misa-nee is our Family and we take care of our own."

"On it."

Tsuna didn't know it at the time, but at that moment, he made his first Boss-like order. His sure and commanding tone convinced Dexter to agree. But, he didn't know that that single act he did might have done more harm than good in the long run.

As expected, Misaki easily took first place even with her injuries. Tsuna smiled as he watched her teammates crowd around her to congratulate her, thinking of ways to preserve his surrogate sister's happiness.

-Present-

The mission was finally over and everyone sat quietly in the private jet. The silence that filled the air wasn't the good kind, where people quietly lounged after a successful but tiring day. No, it was the kind filled with tension and apprehension. It was the kind that broke friendships and made enemies.

Most people, especially the Vongola Nono, would say that it was a success. But to Tsuna, it was an utter failure. Things had been going perfectly fine in the beginning. The only problem was, he underestimated his Guardians' abilities and took too long to finish his job.

Tsuna sat alone at the back of the plane; his Guardians didn't even want to sit next to him. But he couldn't blame them, not after what they saw him do. They didn't talk at all; they just silently sat there and looked at him with eyes of various emotions: sadness, anger, disgust, and the most prominent of them all, disappointment. He thought back to what happened earlier that night.

-Flashback-

The meeting rooms of Mafia Bases were usually soundproof. After all, it would not do to have eavesdroppers at secret meetings. But, it so happened that in this particular incident, these soundproof walls would prove to be the Genovesse Family's downfall. Despite the loud screams and explosions happening outside, the Boss sat blissfully unaware as he talked with his advisors, not knowing that his Family members were being disabled one by one by an invading force.

Tsuna put on his stoic game face and powerfully pushed the ornate doors open. His dramatic entrance worked to his advantage and everyone in the room was too surprised to respond accordingly. He quickly scanned the room and his mind already formed a plan of action. With a burst of speed from the Flames of his X-Gloves, Tsuna seemed to disappear and then reappear in front of Alberto Genovesse, the Boss of the Family. He steeled himself for what he was about to do in the next few minutes. Before the Genovesse Boss could even utter a word, one swift and powerful low roundhouse kick bashed into his knee and effectively shattered his right knee cap: enough to cripple the man, but no enough for him to fall unconscious. The man let out a terrifying scream and slumped to the floor.

The scream and the sight of their hurt leader prompted the others in the room into action. Each man pulled out a gun that was hidden somewhere on their bodies. It was clear that they had no formal training by the way they held their weapons.

Unlike Families such as the Vongola and the Shimon, the Genovesse Family did not consist of a Boss along with six Guardians to fight as the main party. Since the Genovesse was mostly a Family that ran on business, none of their members were truly 'Fighters.' Sure, they had their classic cannon fodder members who knew how to use a gun and the few members who could hold their fight with another weapon.

But, they didn't have strong Guardians like the Vongola.

They didn't have specialized fighters that could take out a whole army like the Vongola.

They didn't have technology like the Vongola.

And, they didn't have Flame wielders like the Vongola.

The Flame powers were a guarded secret among the Mafia Families and Tsuna knew instantly that this Family did not know of it by their wide eyes stares of disbelief.

And so, the fight to disable everyone ended almost as quickly as it began. The top echelons of the Genovesse were first and foremost businessmen who had others to do their dirty work for them. And, in a meeting in their own fortified base, there was no need to bring any of these aforementioned bodyguards.

With the power of his Killing Intent alone, he brought these men to the ground. There were seven of them in all, not including the Boss; each shaking in fear and wondering why no one came to help them.

Tsuna checked his watch, a gift from Lia for graduation. '10 minutes since it began. Everyone will be done in about 20 minutes. I have to hurry.'

Tsuna quickly scanned the room and proceeded with his choice of action. He walked towards the man that was sitting the furthest away from the Boss and picked up his discarded gun. His gloves were nice and all but they weren't really effective in killing unless one wanted to burn someone to a crisp and Tsuna wanted to cause as less pain as possible. He looked at his first target and hardened his soul for his first kill. The pleading eyes of his soon to be victim didn't help at all.

When he pointed the gun at the man's head, he almost sneered at what he saw. The safety was on! The man pulled a gun with the safety on and expected it to actually do something? Amateur. His mind briefly thought back to a statement he had heard before, 'The only ones who should kill are those prepared to be killed.'

He took a deep breath and exhaled. The room was dead quiet to him.

Alberto, who was busy screaming for the past 5 minutes, finally calmed himself down as much as possible and sent the worse glare he could muster at the intruder. "Do you think you can get away with this? When my men get here, you're gonna wish you were never born!"

Another deep breath.

Alberto continued to yell and fight against his common sense. The man that was about to die had his eyes closed, Perhaps wanting his last moments on Earth to be filled with darkness. Coward.

BANG

And an exhale. He had done it.

The advisor dropped dead.

Alberto's face turned a shade of purplish red and Tsuna couldn't tell if it was due to pain or anger. As Tsuna made his way to the next person, the wounded Boss continued to threaten him, "Do you know who you're messing with! Do you know who our allies are?"

BANG

The next shot came much easier than the first and the second advisor was gone. The others in the room seemed to have regained some sense and started crawling away from Tsuna as fast as they could. But, they couldn't leave the room because Tsuna had strategically placed himself between them and the door. Oh, how they wished they had listened to Roberto and picked a room with two doors instead of just one as the meeting room.

With emotionless eyes, Tsuna walked to targets three and four who happened to be huddled next to each other shaking, all the while as the Boss continued to shout.

BANG BANG

Only three to go, and then the Boss.

Alberto, who had just realized that his men were in fact not coming, tried to pull his final trump card. "The Vongola will never forgive you for this! They'll hunt you down and kill you. But not before taking care of everyone you love first!" The man looked confident that this would stop his attacker.

Tsuna calmly looked at him with his piercing eyes. Even with his Flame not on, his eyes still held the calmness and deadliness that it had when he was in his Hyper Dying Will Mode. His voice cut through the Boss' threats, "You, who dared to betray the Vongola. Do not think that they will come to help you after tasking me with your destruction. After kidnapping Nono's son, what did you think was going to happen?"

The three advisors, seeing that there was no hope left, waited with bated breaths for their end.

BANG BANG BANG

In a show of good marksmanship, Tsuna hit all three right in the middle of their foreheads in three consecutive quick shots. Now all that was left was the Boss, who was on the floor still yelling.

As he made his way to Alberto, Tsuna was thinking hard. Was torture really necessary? After all, couldn't he just kill the man and burn the body instead? No one would really know what happened in here and he could just tell everyone he did his job.

But that wouldn't work. Even if Nono had not demanded he video tape a formal apology from the Genovesse Boss after he finished his handiwork, Tsuna could never lie to his grandpa like that; especially not when he was this passionate about something.

So with a heavy heart, Tsuna picked up another nearby gun and shot the man in his other kneecap. The threats, which had turned to bribes, stopped as the man let out another scream. He tossed the gun away. He didn't want the man to die without the apology. Tsuna set the survival bag that he was given down and pulled out the army knife inside and went to work.

When he did everything he could possibly think of without killing the man, he pulled out his cellphone and spoke for the first time in over 20 minutes. "Alberto Genovesse, you have wronged the Vongola Family and this is your punishment. For harming a member of the Boss' blood family, you are sentenced to death; whether you continue to suffer for hours or die swiftly is up to what you do next. Nono expects a full apology right now. You have a minute to decide whether or not you will give it."

Alberto's voice had long passed yelling and was now only a faint whimper, but the words he said was recognizable "Yes, dear God I'll apologize. Just let me rest soon."

With that, Tsuna turned on his phone's video camera mode and started taping. When it was done, he picked the gun back up. He was about to shoot when he heard voices behind him.

"Juudaime! I have come to aid you!" came Gokudera's unmistakable voice.

The three groups had joined up after they each completed their section of the plan and headed towards the meeting room to help Tsuna like they said they would when they finished. Lambo, who had gone all out after using his 10 year bazooka no less than 3 times, was safely asleep in the private jet.

The sight that greeted them was not a pretty sight. They surveyed the room and took notice of the dead bodies. But what shocked them the most was the one that was still alive muttering "kill me" over and over again. Even the hardened criminal Mukuro gasped.

Tsuna couldn't bear to turn around. With his friends there, his resolve faltered a little. He couldn't kill in front of them, could he? But, when he saw the look in Alberto's eyes, he knew he had to end his suffering. With a final shot, the Genovesse Family was officially no more.

Tsuna turned around to face his Guardians and hardened his eyes. As a Boss, he couldn't afford to look weak in a time like this. Their eyes all showed ranging emotions. But what happened next almost broke him completely.

"That just wasn't right Tsuna." Yamamoto said, his usual smile completely gone. He turned and walked away.

"Sawada. Why would you do something like this? This was too extreme." Ryohei said without his usual loudness as he followed the Rain Guardian out.

Mukuro gave Tsuna a pointed stare and used his illusions to phase out.

Hibari shook his head and left as well, leaving Tsuna alone with Gokudera.

"Juudaime. Why? Didn't you say that you hated killing? Weren't you going to change the Mafia world?" he asked with hurt all over his face. Gokudera wanted to run out like the others, but he still had a small sense of duty and stayed with his future Boss; even if he had started to doubt him.

The two made their way back to the jet in silence. Tsuna had to explain it to them. He had to tell them about the orders. He would wait until they were in the sky and his Guardians had no choice but to listen to him.

-Flashback ends-

"Everyone, I have to talk to you about the mission," Tsuna said.