recap:

If you need one go back and read the last chapter...

Chibi Xanxus glared down at the world. Now usually chibi people can't glare down on anything except maybe a little daisy but at the moment Xanxus was now enveloped in a pink bubble courtesy of Basil the Good Subordinate of the North.

'Now really Xanxus-dono, if thou had listened this would never have to happen.'

'Trash let me fucking outta here.'

'I greatly apologize but I cannot. Thou would only threaten Sawada-dono again.'

'VOII! YOU HEARD BOSS LET 'IM OUT!'

Basil turned away from the silver haired munchkin, completely ignoring him and focused his attention on the shaking boy.

'Sawada-dono is thou alright?'

'Ah yes I'm fine.'

Wait no! I'm not ok! I want to go back home!!!

But Tsuna couldn't say that to a total stranger. More likely he couldn't that to a person that magically appears in the form of bubbles and floofy pink dresses. Especially one of the same gender.

'Uh, actually have to go somewhere.'

Slip away, slip away. These people are not good!

'Sawada-dono thou looks pale.'

The small dog disappeared in the commotion caused by the arrival of bubbles. Turning a corner he came across a small alley that seemed to be covered with mist. Entering, the dog no longer a dog, smirked. So he was hiding here.

'Viper.'

The small androgynous illusionist came out from behind the dumpster looking somewhat tired.

'What do you need Reborn?'

'Just some information. Oh and a small favor.'

'Mu~ You should know by now those things aren't cheap.'

The hitman chuckled and pulled out a wallet.

'Same as ever. How much?'

'Your story.'

Black eyes met hood as the hitman slowly replaced his wallet with a gun. Glancing out of the alley he swiftly faced his shorter counterpart.

'Fine. Looks like we're going to be here a while. You know the rules, I go first. What happened?'

Tsuna stared down at the tea cup. It was piping hot and complimented with biscuits. A certain green mohawked individual was patiently watching him eat nodding whenever he took a bite, obviously ecstatic to have company that didn't get wicked-ass drunk.

'Ah thank you. But please Basil-san could you explain everything once more?'

The crossdresser nodded, placing his cup down provided of course by Lussuria who had completely fallen for his dress.

'Well after thy house crushed Nono-dono, thou obtained the gloves. The gloves only accept the next ruler of the Vongola family, a prominent family of the East. Now from what thy has explained thou is not from this world and as such wishes to get home.'

'Yes.'

'Sadly the only person who knows about other worlds and hopefully thou's, is the Wizard.'

Nod.

'When thou reaches him thy should be able to travel home, but...Sawada-dono! Please we need thou! Someone has to lead the Vongola and the family heirloom has chosen thee! Please accept it!'

Tsuna shook his head not wanting to make eye-contact with the pleading boy. He had tried the same tactic earlier, explaining who to go to then trying to guilt trip him.

'Bark.'

All heads turned as the small dog came in and jumped up next to Tsuna.

'R-Reborn! You left me!'

'Bark.'

'Ah Reborn-dono, its a great honor to meet thee.'

Dog nodded towards him and almost gave him a wink before grabbing Tsuna's sleeve and dragging him out of the room.

What was that about?

'Mu~ North child, come here.'

'EH?'

Mammon had showed up once more with frustration waves in the background.

'Ah yes Viper-dono.'

'Just tell Basil I'm taking care of it.'

'Why?'

Smirking the hitman aimed his gun.

'I paid.'

The hooded man frowned. Damn him.

'What if he asks?'

'Lets just say to get to the Wizard one must have the wits of a boss and the strength of a family.'

And with that the man slunk back into the mist his shadow becoming much smaller in too short of amount of time, leaving the other to glare and curse himself for not being able to see the trick.

'Reborn, why were you a dog again?'

'Seems like I can change when I want too.'

That wasn't my question.

Giving him a sideways glance Tsuna decided to drop it. This guy seemed to only give out information when he wanted to and even then it was convuluted.

'Why did the Varia show us the way?'

Variaville in fact was a starter for the Sky Road and after releasing a pretty pissed Xanxus from hios bubble they had more than happily booted Tsuna back on track. Though prying Lussuria off his leg did take some time. Darling don't go! the world is too cruel for someone as adorable as you!

'Family.'

Quizzically looking at him, Tsuna shivered. He really did not want to believe he was a blood relation to any of them. Seriously could you imagine that reunion?

'Not all families are in blood. You are now the ruler of the Vongola which means you're all connected.'

This guy is way too serious.

'But I want to go home.'

Kick to the head.

'Repeating the same thing over and over will get you nothing. Besides to get home you need a family yourself.'

Wincing Tsuna sat up, rubbing his head as Reborn nonchalantly continued forward.

'Come on Dame-Tsuna, you need to travel to at least the cornfields by nightfall.'

Cornfield tactics 101

-Don't get lost

-Wear proper protection(no not that type pervs!)

-Do not steal from angry old farmers

-Stay away from wild life

-Absolutely NO! Talking to the scarecrow

These were posted on a small fence by the edge of the field as warning from the townsfolk. You see the cornfields were a source of income for many of them, crops and trading were big. However it could be a punishment or to some a relief. The forementioned scarecrow was in a fact one of the local boys. From a small age he showed great promise in swordsmanship, a great asset for the townsfolk. Now they didn't have to hire caravan guards except for one tiny problem. He didn't obey the rules.

He got lost and when found would just laugh.

He didn't wear protection and would come back with long, thin and deep cuts. He also would just laugh.

He wouldn't steal, but not doing your work is just as good as stealing. When confronted he would laugh, again.

He would fratenize with crows for God's sake! They're fun guys he would say.

Suffice to say, he was an idiot.

So he became a scarecrow. His shift was from dawn to dawn, no rest for idiotic his father would say. Even if he wasn't exactly the best scarecrow it still kept him out of the townsfolk hair. Because of that he wasn't allowed to talk to strangers. Especially if it was child services.

'Reborn, we're at the cornfieids could we stop?'

Tsuna was tired. Very tired.

He spent the last few hours walking to the French Foreign Legion motto 'march or die'.

It wasn't the most inspirational slogan but it worked his legs.

'Yeah you should stop, its bad to walk for long times without stretching.'

Tsuna froze. What was that voice?

Head kick.

'Dame-TSuna keep moving.'

'But Rebo-'

'Maa, you guys are funny.'

'R-Reborn! THere's someone up there!'

'Yo! What's up?'

'Ciaossu.'

'Gyaah!'

Out of the three Tsuna seemed the most freaked out by a living scarecrow. The other youth, however, grinned and waved obviously not finding the situation strange at all.

'What are you guys doing here?'

'W-we're going to the-'

'We're playing a game.'

The boy perked up. A game? Those were fun! Alas he was also a bit of a simpleton.

'Really? What is it?'

'MAfia goes to the Wizard.'

'Maa never heard of it but sounds fun!'

TSuna watched the conversation from afar trying not to believe that a person would actually fall for that crap but that look on his face screamed idiot.

'Dame-Tsuna.'

Snapped back into reality Tsuna looked around before focusing on Reborn.

'Ah yes?'

'Make this man part of your famiglia.'

'That part of the game?'

Turning back to the spiky haired boy he nodded which in turn got him a grin.

''B-but Reborn-'

Kick.

'S-sorry. I'm Tsuna nice to meet you.'

'Yamamoto Takeshi.'

And he hopped down from his post and pulled our befuddled little Mafia boss off the ground.

'So what now?'

That's exactly what I want to know.

Meh....I can't write Yamamoto worth anything........sigh that's a big problem since he's a main character...

The witch of the west was supposed to show but you got a badly written Yama...waaah! I'm so sorry! Please forgive me!

I need to write my book critique for English....

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