"Wait, I thought you were going to tell me that!" Tsuna almost screamed at her, making a small creature with fur and big ears with a long tail that were blue, jump.
But she just looked at him. "How am I supposed to tell you, when it was you who hid it yourself?"
"Wait…" Tsuna faltered. "I hid it, and where am I supposed to go?" he asked with a hint of sarcasm.
"Give me your hand, Tsunayoshi," she said and he obeyed. "The other hand," she corrected patiently.
The other hand he'd hidden behind his back jerked slightly. It was the hand which had the strange mark on
He nervously reached his hand out when she gave him the disappointed look only mothers could give to their children.
"Ah, the mark you have found is something that you can't let go of and you can't run from. It will always come back. Tsuna, close your eyes and look deep inside; you can still hear it calling for you."
Tsuna closed his eyes and relaxed. His breathing slowed and he could suddenly hear a bell. Tsuna opened his eyes, but he could still hear it, so he went for it.
Tsuna stopped by a box that was simply sitting the floor. It was decorated with dragons and weird signs all over. He opened it, it was filled with papers. Tsuna began taking everything out, for every paper, he went faster till he found a box at the bottom.
Tsuna stopped and lifted it up. It had a lock on it, but he slowly stoked his hand over, and it opened. At the same time, a feeling overwhelmed him. It was a nostalgic feeling, as though he just returned home after a long trip. Home.
"Ninth, are you sure that it's a good idea to leave Japan and go back to Italy?" Nougat asked.
The Ninth glanced at Nougat from within the plane on its way back to Italy. "It'd be more dangerous for Tsuna and myself if I stayed…" he trailed off hopelessly. "I hope Reborn finds him."
"And that he's safe," Iemitsu finished as he came out of the bathroom.
"Take it easy, that trash is fine," a new voice said suddenly, causing Timoteo to turn around.
"Xanxus, did I hear right? Do you care for Tsuna?" Ninth asked, looking suddenly very interested.
"Hell no," Xanxus replied harshly. "I'm just saying he's not that weak," he replied, turning around to leave.
"Xanxus is right. He's fine…probably," Iemitsu said uncertainly and sat down in a chair.
The Ninth disappeared in his own thoughts, looking out the window.
Flashback
"Grandpa, what does grandpa work at?" Tsuna asked with a sweater, a bit too large for him, that had bunny ears hanging down over his face.
The Ninth removed then and lifted the small boy onto his lap."Why do you ask that?"
"Well, Grandpa is always working with paper and has meetings and things," he answered and gazed up at the elderly man.
"Grandpa has an important role in…" The Ninth trailed off. Should he tell him that he and Iemitsu were in the Mafia?
Tsuna looked even more curious than when he came in.
"The Mafia," he finally said. Was it the right choice?
Tsuna's eyes widened.
Oh no, he shouldn't have told him that! How irresponsible!
"What kind of role?" Tsuna asked enthusiastically, bouncing around excitedly.
"I'm the boss," Timoteo said with smile.
"Oh, so you own the teddy bear factory," Tsuna nodded and stopped jumping.
What?"Tsuna, Grandpa has a lot of things and I'm not sure which one you are thinking of."
Tsuna wasn't listening as he ran out of the room.
"Teddy bear factory," Timoteo repeated to himself before gazing at the paperwork on the table in front of him.
Tsuna soon returned into the room, but fell on his stomach in mid-step. Tears began welling in his orbs. When he became like that, Timoteo melted into a pile of mush. It was too adorable.
"Where does it hurt, Tsuna?" the elderly man asked and stroked the hair out of Tsuna's face, his long bangs were covering his eyes.
Tsuna slowly pointed at his stomach and Timoteo gave him a kiss on the head, telling him that it would go away in seconds.
The current Vongola Boss noticed the stuffed bear in Tsuna's small hands. "Was there something you wanted to show me?"
Tsuna stopped crying and lifted his teddy bear to the man's face.
The Ninth peered at the label sewed onto the bear. It read: 'Made in London ByThe MafiaCompany'. Timoteo laughed aloud.
Tsuna smiled brightly along with a light blush and dried-up tears.
End of Flashback
"Ninth…Boss…" Ganauche III muttered, trying to wake his boss up from his daydream.
Timoteo complied and glanced at his Thunder Guardian.
"We're here, Boss," he said while Croquant Bouche held the Ninth's sceptre out for him.
End of chapter