"I miei subalterni li hanno uccisi tutti!" Dino bragged to the disbelieving Gokudera.

"Assurdità! Non state dicendo la verità!" Gokudera shouted back.

"Sto dicendo la verità!" Dino hollered as he slammed his fist down on the table. "Non avreste potuto sconfiggere tanti uomini!" This resulted in Gokudera's face flushing with anger.

"You dare say that about the tenth's future right hand man?!" The gray-haired boy roared.

Tsuna shivered fearfully as Dino and Gokudera argued in Italian. "I hate it when you guys talk and I don't understand what you're saying!"

Romario laughed heartily. "It might be useful to you if you learned Italian."

Dino turned his back to Gokudera and agreed. "As a boss, you'll have to travel to Italia often in order to deal with many issues."

Tsuna was about to mention that he didn't even want to be a mafia boss, but was stopped by Reborn's fierce kick to the head.

"Tsuna, Ciò è la verità. You should at least become knowledgeable on basic Italian." Reborn said while standing on Tsuna's injured head.

"But I don't even want—" Tsuna began, but now Gokudera interrupted him.

"I can teach you, tenth!" He yelled enthusiastically.

"That's nice of you, Gokudera-kun, but I—" Tsuna said, but Reborn jumped back in.

"No," the home tutor said. "Dino is the best candidate since he is the one who is in Italy most often and sings the anthem the worst."

Gokudera's eyebrows furrowed. "What does that last part have to with anything?" He grumbled under his breath.

Yamamoto raised his hand. "Me too!" He said. "I want to learn it too! Dino-san, teach me as well!"

Quickly jumping to conclusions, Gokudera lied that he wanted to brush up on his Italian and join in on the lessons. In reality, he was afraid that Yamamoto was trying to find a way to secretly get closer to Tsuna and become his right hand man.

Dino smiled. "Sorry, but I won't be able to teach you three for long since I'm leaving for Italia again in about a week."

"How long will you be there this time, Dino-san?" Tsuna asked thoughtfully.

"About six months or longer. It seems the Cavallone have a lot to deal with lately." He said nonchalantly.

Tsuna and the other's jaws dropped.

Reborn leapt from Tsuna's head and landed feet first on Dino's face, sending the blond man to the ground. The back of Dino's head slammed onto the floor with a crack.

"You're an insult to my training." Reborn scolded with his usual mocking smile still on his lips.

Dino sat up slowly, blood leaking down his back and from his nose. "Ouch! But none of the problems are my fault, right, Romario?!" He called out.

Romario nodded. "You've been a good boss."

Reborn grabbed Dino's cheeks and stretched them out until Dino felt as though they would peel off. "Who's to take the blame then? A proper mafia boss always takes responsibility for their family's mistakes." He let go of Dino's face and stared at Tsuna.

'Was that' Tsuna thought. 'A warning to me or something?!'

"That sucks, Dino-san. We'll all miss you, I'm sure." Yamamoto said kindly.

"Lucky." Gokudera said while dispassionately scratching the back of his neck. "You get to have all the Zeppole orArrosticini you want."

"And Prosecco." Dino added.

"And Prosciutto di Parma."

"And Pinot Grigio."

"Idiot! You're only naming wines!"

"How can I not if we're talking about Italia?! I'm missing Rome and Venice already!"

Tsuna frowned. "But Dino-san, though I'm happy you'll be able to enjoy your friends and culture in your homeland, I'll miss you a whole lot while you're gone. Especially for so long."

Dino pat Tsuna's shoulder. "Thank you, Tsuna. That means a lot to me."

Gokudera and Yamamoto sat and watched as the two emitted a strong brotherly aura.

"It feels like we're watching a little brother see his big brother go off to college." Yamamoto said. Gokudera nodded in agreement.