AN: ...You guys love this don't you. This story has more favorites/follows/reviews then my other story and that has like more than 4 real chapters to this *sweatdrop*. Heh...sorry for taking so long to update. You'll be happy to note that this chapter is the longest so far XD. Now I want to point out some things that are seriously peeving me so this is IMPORTANT! ATTENTION! I might accidentally offend you mind that, so I apologize in advance.

First of all the pairings are UNDECIDED. This is seriously pissing me off when I already said it multiple times. It's UNDECIDED. Please stop asking what the pairings are! I don't know. Telling Me what pairings you like are acceptable though. Second of all, a lot of you are asking things about the story that are stated in the text. I don't mind it much, but people. IT'S RIGHT THERE IN THE TEXT! READ! Third of all...criticize me all you want but at LEAST tell me how to correct this! For example, you tell me that I shouldn't put ; in front of something (making it up). Tell me where, why etc. I frankly don't care if you think my grammar, punctuation etc is horrible, tell me how to correct it.

EDIT/REWRITE: May 5th, 2013

Beta: The Dark Crimson Blood

Chapter 5: Headquarters

He didn't know what happened. The last thing he remembered was Reborn dragging them both through the gate. He had faintly remembered the sensation of feeling a thousand electricity charged needles piercing his flesh in a single moment before seeing black. The moment he woke up, Tsuna decided he was never going to go through that gateway to hell if he could help it, because it hurt.

He woke up to a large room that looked somewhat like a medical wing or 'Infirmary' as it was labeled in giant red letters next to a door. The walls were completely white and the floor seemed to be made up of soft beige carpet. There were around 8 or so beds all across the room. Hidden behind a plastic divider seemed to be an office in which Tsuna could see a metal desk, a chair with wheels at the bottom, and shelves filled with lots of paper, bottles, and a box.

He was lying on one of the beds, the one across from the metal desk yet still behind the divider. The bed itself seemed to be supported by a metal frame, visible despite the pure-white bed sheets and mattress covering it. He was cuddled under the sheets, his head resting securely on the fluffy pillow.

Waking up, Tsuna found that his whole body was numb and there was a strange tingling feeling at his fingertips. He felt like he had been fried by lightning then force feeded a bottle of drugs. With his eyes staring sleepily at the ceiling, he was vaguely aware of the beeping of a strange machine at his left and a dull pain in his left arm.

Wait...Left arm?

Forcing his body to start operating, Tsunayoshi struggled to sit up. After a while of struggling to get his muscles to start working, Tsuna caught sight of a needle in his arm. It was connected to a plastic bag that was half filled with a strange pulp-filled clear liquid. Narrowing his blazing orange eyes for a minute, he's mind quickly analyzed the situation.

He had been kidnapped in the middle of the crowning ceremony for the Tenth King. Which meant that people didn't want Xanxus to inherit. People would want to kidnap him for a number of reasons. But to kidnap him during the crowning ceremony... the only obvious answer would be that they didn't wanted Xanxus to inherit the throne.

But why would they kidnap him? They could have assassinated Xanxus. The strange hitman had proved that he was capable of such a feet when he had kidnap him with probably over a thousand men overlooking the ceremony. An assassination would be the most practical and most easiest of all the other options.

Assassination wasn't an uncommon practice for the higher ups. In fact it happened rather commonly. Nobles, and Royals were known by 3 basic images. One image was that they were pampered, spoiled, arrogant, and quite useless. Another image was that they were amazing, protective, and looked out for their people. But they were also known for their ruthless, greedy nature and their political games. A successful poisoning could very likely get a handful a grab for power. Or a kidnap.

Gritting his teeth in frustration, he nearly missed the sound of the opening of doors. Walking in from the door, was two people. Well two people and a baby, he improvised, noting the baby who rested on one of their shoulders.

One of them was a boy, about 15 years old he guessed. He had a head of pale brown hair that brushed his shoulders and a pair of ocean colored eyes. The boy wore a red shirt under a half-opened white, long sleeve polo that was opened halfway. Over it was a open black coat with matching black pants. And underneath all that was the olive skin common among italians.

"Tsunayoshi-dono! You're awake" cried the boy, rushing to the bed.

Staring blanking at the boy, Tsunayoshi was very, very disturbed. There was a boy, who he had never seen much less told his name to, giving him the honorific 'dono' which though was somewhat normal in his time period, was not in this era. Even then, 'dono' was rarely used in the later 1600s.

"Who are you?" Tsunayoshi asked blankly.

"Basilcum 'Basil' di Piogga. Descendant of a minor unnamed branch of the Pioggia House. CEDEF apprentice and External-Advisor-in-training" said the man behind the boy.

"It's nice to meet thee, Tsunayoshi-dono" said Basil.

Giving the boy an unsure smile, Tsuna said, "Just call me Tsuna, Basil-san."

A soft chuckle from the man cause both boys to look at the man. He was very different from the boy in front of him. He was much older than Basil, and taller too. He had a short trim of gold hair and a gaunt face. But his dark blue eyes blazed with light, and his posture was straight and proud under the suit he wore.

"You sure seemed friendly, Tsuna-san! It's my pleasure to make your acquaintance. My name's Iemitsu. I'm the current External Advisor and Boss of the CEDEF"said the man cheerfully.

"CEDEF? External Advisor?" said Tsuna, slightly confused.

"Tch, Iemitsu you idiot" grunted a familiar voice. "He won't know those labels at all, those weren't invented until the 1730s.."

Jerking his eyes to the voice, Tsuna's eyes widened. It was Reborn. But the hitman wasn't the same as when he kidnapped him. He seemed to have de-aged somehow, and now looked like an infant, around a year old. Though he looked absolutely adorable with his current childish figure and baby fat, there was no mistaking the impressive hitman from before, despite the major decrease in height

His eyes darting to the yellow pacifier that stilled hung around the baby's neck, Tsuna's eyebrows furrowed. "Arcobaleno..." he mumbled underneath his breath, unheard besides by Reborn.

With eyes twinkling with sadistic amusement, Reborn sudden leaped off Iemitsu's shoulder onto Tsuna's bed.

"You finally woke up Baka-Tsuna, I woke up over two hours ago and I was the one who deaged" said Reborn with mock disdain, "Now since the Baka can't explain anything for his life, I'll do the talking so you sit down and shut up."

Grumbling as he got comfortable, Tsuna muttered, "Stupid perverted stalker baby..."

Glaring at Tsuna, Reborn said, "I heard that. Anyway, the CEDEF, short for 'Consulenza Esterna Della Famiglia' or 'External Advisors of the Family' is a secret intelligence organization that answers only to the Royal Family. The External Advisor is also known as the leader of the CEDEF, or boss as you can say. The Boss acts as an advisor, protector, and regent to the royal family. In times of crisis, the External Advisor's power is equal to the King's."

Nodding in understanding, Tsuna jumped to his own questions, "Where am I? What do you want? Why did you kidnap me?"

Slightly Irritated, Reborn suddenly smacked his head. "Baka, listen then ask questions."

Irritated by the sudden abuse, Tsunayoshi was about to retort before being cut off by Iemitsu. Dragging two wooden chairs over, carefully avoiding the needle attached to him, Iemitsu and Basil sat down.

"First of all, I have to apologize for the incident at the gateway, though harmless to most people it has effects on certain individuals" said Iemitsu sheepishly, "And you seemed to be one of them."

"I know this is probably very confusing for you, But I ask you to listen and pay attention. Questions can be asked later on," started Iemitsu,"You are currently in the Headquarters of Decimo, which is a secret organization in charge of the throne, created by his Majesty, the late Vongola Nono and the Noble Houses of the Seven Elements-"

"Wait, they still exist?" said Tsuna in disbelief, he had been sure that they had been executed.

"Yes, the still thrive today. In fact you'll mostly likely see descendants walking around here. Anyway, but due to the other blooded heir's being assassinated, the nature of Nono's death, and a old incident labeled the 'Cradle Affair' it has been deemed that Xanxus cannot be allowed to inherit. Due to it, Decimo has gone rogue-"

"You do know that is treason, right?" interrupted Tsunayoshi with a hard look in his eyes, "Do you know the punishment for this kind of activity?"

"Yes" answered Iemitsu with a determined look in his eyes.

"Then you're a fool," snapped Tsunayoshi, his hair covering his eyes, "To risk mass execution of all those you love for the sake of an doomed throne... You're really a fool."

"I know the price that it will cost if I fail" Iemitsu snapped,"But I won't stand quietly on the sidelines if there's a chance for the world to be better."

There was no commentary after that, just a tense silence.

"Anyway, back to the topic" diverted Reborn, "Decimo was originally formed by Nono and the Noble Houses, as insurance that Vongola would continue to walk the path that the late Founder, Vongola Primo has started for.

"But due to current circumstances, Decimo is currently a rebel organization. Our current goal is to stop the succession of the throne to Xanxus" continued Reborn, "His ideals go against the purpose of Decimo. Since there is no clear blooded heir besides Xanxus at the moment, our current goal is to stop the succession."

Feeling Reborn's dark eyes on him, Tsuna listened quietly. "You, Tsunayoshi, as the Vessel of Gaia is an critical factor of the inheritance. Without you, Xanxus cannot inherit the throne. Until a solution is founded, it is decreed by the External Advisor, the current acting ruler of Vongola, that you be held in the Headquarters of Decimo", finished Reborn.

There was nothing but silence to met his explanations. Leaning against the metal headboard of the bed, Tsunayoshi's earth-brown hair covered his face.

Coughing awkwardly, Iemitsu stated, "Until then, you have free passage around headquarters. Reborn will be your escort and instructor to teach you about this time period. Feel free to do whatever you want, just do not leave Headquarters without permission from either me, or Reborn."

There was no reply. "Umm, I guess you should rest, you're probably still tired." mumbled Iemitsu, thrown off by the boy's unnerving silence. Soon they left leaving the boy alone in the quiet room.

Laying back against a fluffy white pillow, the boy couldn't help but mumble, "Tch, Idiots."

Raising an arm over his eyes, the boy laid quietly against the pillow, with his hair thrown carelessly across the bed.

"I wonder..." whispered Tsunayoshi quietly with a sorrowful edge, "If history is made to repeat it's tragic cycle again and again until the world falls over..."

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