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Disclaimer: I don't own anything of KHR... Not even this story plot... I got it from 83, and I bet he/she got it from someone else... The writing style is mine though. I can support at least that... But I did add a twist at the end... ehheheeheheeee...

Chapter 8:

The First Generation has a sense of Humor...

When Jyuudaime walked down the hallway, Gokudera passed it off as nothing. Jyuudaime's paperwork could be really stressful at times... Actually it was ALWAYS stressful. Gokudera wondered how he kept on living in fact...

I will carry the burden of paperwork until Jyuudaime comes back to the office! Gokudera resolved.

The huge double doors creaked open to reveal papers flooding the room. Gokudera kicked around the papers to see if Juudaime's chair was somewhere in this... flood.

Indeed, behing the covered desk, was the tall, red leathered chair. Although something was wrong. Not only was the chair there, but there was someone signing and completing paperwork. That unmistakable brown mop of hair... it can't be... can it?

The one and only Tsunayoshi Sawada turned around and asked the most innocent question anyone could ask in that moment in time.

"What is it Gokudera?" Tsuna asked with concern. "Is it the guardians again?" Cue the deep and long-lasting sigh the ensued, "Oh what will I do about them?"

Five... Four... Three... Two... One! Someone hidden behind the shadows, (A/N: And no, it's not me. Get it? It's our username... Eh... Keep reading...) counted down in his/her head. (A/N: No hints here. Keep reading.)

A high pitched scream came from seemingly nowhere, because it was so loud, came from a certain silver-haired guardian. Said guardian's ears started to bleed, and so did the sky's. After the LONG and LOUD sound ordeal was over, the sky had to call the private paramedics.

And the shadowed figure started to giggle and fade.

My ears almost bled from whatever the f**k that sound was. I decided to lay back and leave it to Tsuna.

Sasagawa-senpai suddenly started running towards him. "OIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII YAMAMOTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! DID YOU HEAR THAT EXTREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEME SOUND?"

"Sasgawa-san, you should lower your voice, it can further damage other people's ears..." I deadpanned at his 180 degree personality turn.

"It sounded like a little girl's extreme scream!" Ryohei's volume, at least, took a 180 turn. "We should go check it out! It sounded like it came from the city"

Before I could protest, I found myself being dragged so fast, I almost flew. Wait, what city? This place is surrounded by trees for at least 63 kilometers! I bet he's just kidding around. My inner thoughts decided.

A few hours later

I opened my groggy eyes. Wait, I slept? Since when? And HOW THE HECK ARE WE INSIDE A CITY? I glanced at the signpost. "Welcome to Orange Town! Home to the Healthiest Oranges around!" ...it says. So, not only they were in a city, they were in a city that was in...

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NEW YORK? WHAT IS THIS MADNESS! I am the best at maps and geography out of all of the guardians, so I KNOW for a fact we are in the USA.

"Oh Yamamoto! you're awake! I tried asking these people where I ran to, but they started speaking in an exotic language. Any ideas?" Ryohei asked.

I stood up, and facepalmed. We are so screwed.

Two light, cheery and unknown voices chuckled from the grasps of darkness. Then faded, just as the first one did.

Lambo's last chance of getting those DNA samples was Rokudo Mukuro. He knew he was going to regret it if he asked, but he would regret it even more if he didn't get his revenge.

Calm... Stay Calm...

"Rokudo Mukuro! I require your assistance!" Lambo stated while slamming the door open.

"Kufufufufu... What is it little dinosaur?" Hibari chuckled.

Dinosaur? What? Where did that come from? Wait... HOLY MOTHER OF DINOSAURS! IS THAT HIABRI? WAIT! THEN WHERE IS MUKURO?

"What's wrong, weak herbivore?" Mukuro spat.

MUKURO TOO? WAS THIS PLANNED? NO, THEY WOULD NEVER TRICK ANYONE WITH THEIR PRIDE ON THE LINE! THEY DON'T SEEM TO REALIZE EITHER!

Lambo was utterly confused.

"Kufufufu... I suggest you back off skylark. He's my prey. Plus, I need his blood to recreate dinosaurs." Hibari warned with a smirk.

"I don't take orders from pineapple heads." Mukuro simply stated.

"Ohh... Is that a challange?" Hibari created his trident from mist flames.

THIS IS DEFINITELY NOT A TRICK! AND THEY REALLY DON'T HAVE A CLUE EITHER!

"I'll bite you to death." Mukuro slid his tonfas out of seemingly nowhere. And, of course, a fight almost destroyed the lab while Lambo ran away screaming. Not only because of the outrageous fight, also because of the fact that they switched bodies without realizing it! LAMBO WASN'T BLIND EITHER!

Three mixed laughters faded away into the darkness along with the previous three.

Chrome was trapped in an underground ditch in the Philippines. Why? She had no clue either.

She was walking to give a mission report in to the boss. Then suddenly, in a whirl of flames of color she could not describe, she ended up in here.

How does she know she's in the Philippines? Well, mist flames have a very general sense of direction. So she knows.

Well she is obviously screwed.

A womanly, unlike the last six, voice chuckled and was dragged down into the void of dark.

"Well, that was fun." Decimo concluded. "Thank you guys for all your help. The guardians needed that lesson."

The first generation all sand in unison, "You're welcome! WE would love to do it again~!"

"Just don't play tricks on ME. Just an FYI." Decimo clarified.

"You're the only one who could actually see us. How could we get anyone else's attention anyway?" Primo deadpanned at his descendant.

"True, you guys could go back to your ghostly walk around the mansion."

A/N: Sorry the last two parts seemed a bit rushed... It's just that I am a GIGANTIC FAN of One Piece. Tomorrow is Luffy's birthday. I wanted to celebrate with a fanfic. OP fans! PM me requests, if you have any!~

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Shadow-chan