AN: THANK YOU SOOOOOOOO MUCH! Your reiews made me quickly start working on this chapter! I hope you like it as much as the last one. Kufufu~ xD

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He woke up to find himself sitting in a chair. Tied up. How, he didn't know. What he did know was that there was a baby with curly sideburns wearing a fedora, staring at him.

Dang, Giotto thought. He looks so much like Mr. Reporn, cept' the fact that Mr. Reporn is hairier... and fattier.

The infant glared at him. "Reporn, huh," said infant muttered before pulling out a gun.

"... G, WHERE ARE YOU? THERE'S A MR. REPORN LOOK-ALIKE THAT MIGHT WANT TO KILL ME!" Giotto screamed.

"MORON! I'M FUCKING NEXT TO YOU," the pink... I mean red head yelled.

"Oh... Sorry," Giotto said, smiling like an idiot.

G face-palmed. "Moron, you don't even sound sorry."

"... Hey, G, look! The baby's gun turned into a hamm-," Giotto began before the baby smashed the hammer into his head, successfully knocking him out.

G sighed. "Thank you! That fucking moron is so annoying."

"True," the infant smirked.

"What's your name, infant?" G asked.

"Reborn. Greatest hitman alive," Reborn smirked.

"Well, I'm G, the best... I don't really know, I'll think about it," G said. "So... Is the moron dead?"

"I heard that!" A voice yelled.

G face-palmed (Giotto has the ability to make anyone face-palm).

"What," Giotto whined. "Did I say something wrong.

Another face-palm.

"G, talking baby, stop hitting you faces. It isn't good for your health," Giotto said.

"Idiot, what do you know about health? You're the one ruining everyone's health," G snorted.

Giotto pouted. "You're meaner than Mr. Reporn, and he hits me with a hammer everyday!"

"Who's Mr. Reporn?" G asked, because to be honest, he never heard about him.

"He's some teacher my mom hired to help me with school..." Giotto mumbled.

G began laughing... Hard. "So... You're... Saying... You... Suck... At... School?" G managed to say between laughs.

Giotto's face turned into a very dark shade of red. "S-shut u-up! Like you're any better!"

Reborn had to resist the urge to face-palm at the blonde in front of him.

"Shut up. The Ninth wants to meet you," Reborn said seriously.

"Ninth of what?" Giotto asked.

Reborn just walked out the door without answering.

"Rude!" Giotto huffed.

"Shut up," G growled, easily shutting the blonde up.

After a couple of minutes, an elderly man walked inside the small, a small infant next to him, Reborn.

"Grandpa Bob!" Giotto yelled as soon as he saw the old man. "Mommy said you died because a shooting star fell on you!"

G face-palmed. How his friend believed those lies, he didn't know.

The old man chuckled. "I'm sorry, but I'm not your Grandfather Bob... My name is Timoteo, Ninth boss of the Vongola Famiglia."

"Aren't you a bit to old to be a boss of a mafia family?" Giotto asked, innocently.

That question earned him a glare from Reborn and a chuckle from Timoteo. G also face-palmed at that question.

"What? Did I say something wrong," Giotto asked before getting a smack to the head from G.

"Moron! Do you have a death wish? If they're in the fucking mafia, don't you think they could easily kill us," G hissed.

Timoteo chuckled. "It's fine. I'm quite used to that question."

Reborn cocked his gun. "We have questions, and you're going to answer."

Both Giotto and G nodded nervously. "What are they?" Giotto asked.

"How did you get through the Vongola security and what did you do to Dame-Tsuna?" Reborn asked coldly.

"Tsuna... Vongola...? What are you talking about? You kidnapped us!" Giotto yelled.

"Kidnapped you? We were right in he middle of a meeting when pink smoke engulfed the room, the Tenth boss disappeared and you appeared."

"Pink smoke? Right before we appeared here, two mafia men threw a grenade at us which exploded into pink smoke and we fell asleep," G said.

Reborn stood still before making a connection. "What year are we in?"

Giotto looked at Reborn like he was crazy. "1616. Why?"

"What's your name?"

"Giotto Sawada. My Dad was Japanese and my Mom was Italian."

"I knew it. Nono, let's talk about it outside," Reborn said before walking out of the room with Timoteo.

"Hey, G, do you think they want an autograph?" Giotto asked hopefully.

G resisted the urge to strangle his friend. "Giotto, I think they want to kill us."

"Why? Is it because I'm awesome, sexy, and hot? Or is it because you're ugly, retarded, and pink?"

G smacked his friend. "Shut up, they're coming."

Both Reborn and Timoteo walked in. Reborn gave them a smirk before speaking. "You both will be staying. For your safety."

AN: It needs work ._. And the chapter got shorter for some reason... Tell me what you think. Or... I dye Hayato's hair pink xD