Title: Fiamma: The Assassin

Summary: Every assassin have their own rules, yet all follows one golden rule: Never get emotionally involved with your target. Fiamma knows this. Yet, meeting that person, he can't help but break the most important rule of all…

Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn! belongs to Akira Amano

Pairing: Eventual!G27

Warnings: AU; Language

Fiamma: The Assassin

Chapter 6

Tsunayoshi was well aware that there were people suspicious of him.

Many tried to hide their curiosity and suspicious glances, but Tsunayoshi noted them all.

'Of course… Trust doesn't exist in the Mafia. Apparently not to outsiders in this Family.' Tsunayoshi thought as he headed down the hallway. Already know the place by the back of his hand; Tsunayoshi quickly followed the route to the Vongola Boss's office. He knocked politely before entering.

"G, I told you, I'm working o-"

"–Signore G? I believe he is in his own office, Giotto." Tsunayoshi commented.

Said blond's mouth was opened, half way through a rant before realizing just who exactly his guest was. "Sorry, I thought it was G nagging me about paperwork again…" Giotto chuckled sheepishly.

"Apology accepted." Tsunayoshi replied as he took a seat on the couch. "So then, I've heard that you were looking for me?"

"Ahh, right." Giotto nodded. "I was wondering… if you would mind assisting me?"

"…Assisting you?" Tsunayoshi raised an eyebrow.

"Yes." Giotto nodded. "Well… you see… There's a lot of work that I have to do, and sometimes, I just can't finish it."

"So… you want me to help you." Tsunayoshi stated.

"Yes." Giotto replied sheepishly.

'Helping him with his work will give me more insight of Vongola.' Tsunayoshi thought. "Sure."

"R-Really?" Giotto asked, seemly in shock at the quick reply.

"Sure. I do feel rather guilty for free-loading." Tsunayoshi mused.

"It's not free-loading when I asked you to stay here, Renato." Giotto said.

"But I still feel the guilt." Tsunayoshi replied smoothly.

"…No matter what I say, you're still going to feel guilty, huh?" Giotto asked.

"You learn quick." Tsunayoshi smirked. "So then, what can I do for you?"

"Well, for starters, do you mind helping me file in those paperwork. I've signed those already." Giotto said, pointing to a pile of papers at the side.

"Sure." Tsunayoshi nodded.

He quickly got to work, making sure to do a quick scan of each document before filing them in. He already had an excuse ready should anyone ask for a reason as to why he was reading the documents.

"Renato, do you mind if I asked why you moved to Italy?" Giotto spoke as he continued to sign documents.

Tsunayoshi froze for a moment, but that, thankfully, went unseen by the blond who had his eyes on his work. "I… was brought here."

Giotto looked up in surprise. "Brought here?"

"…I suppose… it's more accurate to say I was bought and brought." Tsunayoshi replied quietly.

"I-I'm sorry." Giotto muttered.

"Don't be." Tsunayoshi said. "I got over it a long time ago."

"And you've been living in Italy since?" Giotto asked.

"I returned to Japan once, but I pretty much lived here for most of my life." Tsunayoshi answered.

"Ahh." Giotto nodded.

The two fell into silence again as they each continued with their own work. Amidst their work, both briefly pondered how mysterious the other felt to him.

'He barely talks unless talks to, and it feels like he's answering all our questions in a roundabout but truthful manner.' Giotto thought, glancing at Tsunayoshi out of the corner of his eyes. '…I'm probably over-thinking it. Who wouldn't keep quiet about a bad past?'

'He's being curious, but in a caution manner. I should be more careful.' Tsunayoshi thought. 'But why… Why am I telling him the truth…? Giotto di Vongola… Why… Why do I feel like I've met you before…?'

"Here, the Mist Cloak and Mist Box."

"Thank you, Mukuro." Tsunayoshi said.

"Lose it, and I'll take it out of your paycheck." Mukuro grumbled.

"Do I look like I'm that careless?" Tsunayoshi rolled his eyes. "Doesn't matter; my paychecks are worth way more than yours anyway."

"You're really asking for it. Too boring there?" Mukuro mused.

"You wouldn't believe it." Tsunayoshi sighed. "Now, I should go now."

"Tsunayoshi." Mukuro called. The brunette turned around with a quizzical look. "…That person visited today."

"…Did he say anything?" Tsunayoshi asked after getting over his shock.

"No, nothing. He left after finding out that you weren't in." Mukuro answered.

"I see." Tsunayoshi murmured. "Thank you, Mukuro. Ciao."

Mukuro sighed softly as he disappeared within the mist.

"…n… Take… un…!"

"…what about…"

"Go!"

"No… pa…!"

"…ill… fin… cry… Go…!"

"…Noooo!"

Tsunayoshi gasped as he shot upright on the bed. He breathed heavily as he trudged his sweat-drenched body out of bed.

'…Now that I think of it, I hadn't had a nightmare for the past few weeks. Heh. Of course, they'll always come back after a period of rest. They won't let me forget the sins I've committed. Ever.' Tsunayoshi chuckled bitterly.

As his pulse finally slowed to norm, Tsunayoshi took a glance at the clock.

'Eighteen minutes past twelve, huh. Right. Time to do my job.' Tsunayoshi thought. 'But before that… this sweat is killing me.'

Tsunayoshi took a quick shower and threw on a maroon shirt, black jacket and pants. He put on the Mist Cloak, and opened up the Mist Box slightly to release some Mist flames before putting the box in his jacket pocket and slipping outside the room.

Tsunayoshi headed down the hallway quietly. He frowned. He had the distinct feeling that someone was watching him, but he couldn't see anyone else walking in the mansion in the dead of the night. Tsunayoshi swallowed as he crept into the empty library. He walked briskly to the back of the library. He hesitated for a split moment before opening the Mist Box completely to fool the security cameras. Tsunayoshi tucked the empty Mist Box into his jacket pocket and begun to work on the hidden part of the library.

'This is the first time I'm required to do undercover. Why couldn't Byakuran just send in someone else for information retrieval? The Mist is way more suited for reconnaissance than me...' Tsunayoshi thought as he entered the room. 'Maybe I'll try to ask another time… Well, time to work now.'

Tsunayoshi looked around the same room freely, knowing that the security cameras outside were already blocked by the Mist flames and a quick survey inside that told him that there were no security cameras inside. The room was small; with only two file cabinets and a desk-and-chair set. The desk held a candle, the only light source in the room. The assassin conjured up a small, yet painful, burst of flame that lit the candle and brought light into the room.

He looked through the files in the cabinet, quickly realizing that one of them was filled with reports of assassination missions –which, Tsunayoshi nodded, wasn't much– and some high-ranking missions. Tsunayoshi sighed as he closed the cabinet and consulted his watch.

'It's nearing four… Took too much time to look through every single one of those files… I should head back for now.' Tsunayoshi thought.

The brunette slipped on a ring with an amber jewel and headed out of the room. The jewel pulsated softly as Tsunayoshi closed the door to the library behind him, Mist flames gathered back into the Box which he tucked into his pocket. Suppressing a yawn, Tsunayoshi headed down the hallway on the way to his room. He paused suddenly.

'Did I just hear… laughter…?' Tsunayoshi thought, ignoring the chill that went down his spine. 'There shouldn't be anyone around at this hour…'

"…Who's there…?" Tsunayoshi asked softly.

"Ara…? Have I been found out…?"

Tsunayoshi nearly jumped as he spun around. His eyes searched the area but found no one. He bit his lips to stop the scream from passing his lips as he turned back around to a smirking Daemon Spade.

"S-Signore Spade…" Tsunayoshi greeted. "What might you be doing at this hour?"

"I could be asking the same of you, Renato." The Mist Guardian replied.

Tsunayoshi nearly flinched. "I… woke up and wanted a glass of water. I must have gotten lost…"

"The kitchen is in the other direction, Renato. This is the way back to the sleeping quarters." Daemon replied, eying the squirming brunette carefully.

"A-Ah…" Tsunayoshi nodded.

"Shall I walk you there?" Daemon asked, taking a step closer.

Tsunayoshi took a step back and his back touched the cool wall. He let out a curse in his mind as he spoke. "T-That won't be necessary, but I thank you for the offer."

"Really now… Usually, someone would accept any form of help in an unfamiliar environment. While you have been here for a few days now, I doubt this place is familiar to you… Am I wrong, Renato?" Daemon continued.

Tsunayoshi chose not to answer and he turned to walk briskly down the hallway. Unfortunately, Daemon wasn't done with the conversation yet. The Mist Guardian followed him, reaching out a hand to grab Tsunayoshi's wrist. He did and slammed Tsunayoshi against the nearest wall, using a hand to keep Tsunayoshi's wrist to said wall, and the other stopping right next to the brunette's face. Tsunayoshi cursed again.

'I'm trapped.'

"Why… You seem to be in quite the hurry, aren't you?" Daemon spoke softly. "And… shall I remind you that you did not answer my question?"

"P-Please let me go, Signore Spade." Tsunayoshi gritted.

"Of course… After you tell me what is it that you are up to, that is." Daemon said monotonously, but Tsunayoshi could still detect the hint of threat underneath. "You seem quite… familiar with the place, Renato."

Tsunayoshi swallowed. "I don't understand what you're talking about." Tsunayoshi replied, using his all to keep his voice steady. "As I've said before… I was lost. If I am as familiar with the place as you think, there would be no chance of me being lost, would it?"

"Then that just means that you went somewhere in this direction, doesn't it." Daemon smirked. "Now, what do we have in this direction..."

"Signore Spade. Please, let me go." Tsunayoshi repeated, cursing once again in his mind.

"Quite the stubborn one, aren't you?" Daemon chuckled lowly.

Tsunayoshi growled softly as he struggled to wretch his wrist back from the surprisingly strong man.

"Hmm… Indeed stubborn." Daemon mused. "You are a rather interesting one… I'll be watching you, Renato."

And with that, the illusionist disappeared into the purple mist.

Tsunayoshi crumpled to the ground rather embarrassingly as his heart thundered in his chest. He breathed heavily, cold sweat wetting his shirt. Tsunayoshi pulled off the cloak with a shaking hand, placing it on the ground beside him. And then, the top assassin of Gesso sat there quietly, trying to regain his normal pulse.

'Daemon Spade… I need to be careful of him. He's too… dangerous. I'll need to see if there's more information on this creep.' Tsunayoshi thought. '…Wonder if Mukuro will be mad… knowing that there's someone creepier than him out there. That idiot does pride himself on being the creepiest person around.' Tsunayoshi chuckled softly.

With his pulse rate finally back to normal, Tsunayoshi got up from the ground, grabbing the cloak with him. He took a step forward before spinning around, hazel eyes narrowing as it met steel blue. Its owner glanced at him for a moment before disappearing into the shadows.

'That was… Alaude, wasn't it…? Vongola Cloud Guardian and head of an intelligence agency. Two Guardians in one night, I doubt that's coincidental. I need to be more careful.' Tsunayoshi thought as he headed down the hallway back into his own room.

The brunette dare not resist sleep any longer and fell into another dreamless slumber.

A/N: The reconnaissance portion of the job. He's being suspected by Daemon and Alaude. Lucky for him, I guess. Those two aren't likely to report to Primo, are they? Thanks for reading peeps!