Tsuna was extremely bored the day the day that the Italian exchange student came in.

He was starting to get irritated of having to force out stutters, tripping down stairs, getting F's on every assignment. There is only so much that a boy can take. Not to mention that Ryohei and Yamamoto didn't give him a second look, and to Hibari he was just another Herbivore. Tsuna was starting to feel like a time bomb. Tick tick tick. He's going to explode soon if something doesn't happen to turn off the fuse.

And then Gokudera entered the room.

And Tsuna wondered whether he would make him finally explode of put out his fuse.

"Every one, this is our foreign exchange student Hayate Gokudera. Is there anything you'd like to tell the class about yourself?"

"No." Gokudera shot that famous glare of his at the teacher before walking towards Tsuna's desk, redirecting the glare to him. How long had it been since that glare had been directed at him? If Tsuna remembered correctly, it had been at this exact moment, but in his timeline. Gokudera kicked Tsuna's desk out and caused his papers to fly everywhere.

He probably things I'm Ieyasu, Tsuna's through. It hurt, seeing someone who looked so much like his right hand man, yet wasn't. But the bomb didn't go off. It seemed to be on pause, waiting to see what would happen next. And whatever did would make or break Tsuna's soul.

It was an interesting rest of the day. By the time the final bell rang, Tsuna was fairly sure that two holes were now burned into his head from Gokudera's glare. When he walked out of the class room, though, Tsuna stopped by Gokudera.

"Um, s-sorry to bother you, b-but I th-think you think I-I'm my b-brother, Ieyasu. S-sorry!" Once that was done, Tsuna dashed out the door like a scared animal fleeing form a storm (Get it?). But as soon as he was out of the door way and had turned a hall, he stopped running and recomposed himself. He stayed there, calming down his nerves. Fon and I-pin always told him to meditate whenever he was stressed. Tsuna had put off doing so for a while, trying to tell himself that it wasn't that bad.

It was working. His heart beat that had been frantic for so long was finally calming. Although, those explosions outside weren't helping him stay in his small bubble of peace.

…

…Wait a minute…

EXPLOSIONS!

Gokudera must have already started to fight with Ieyasu!

Tsuna was off down the hall in moments. He quickly found a window near the fight, but not too close and jumped though it, shattering the glass. When he hit the ground, Tsuna winced at the pain that shot through his legs. He really needed to keep in mind that this wasn't his body, it wasn't nearly as durable as his own. That was something that needed to be fixed, and soon.

But it could wait. Seeing how this fight went was first priority.

Being as stealthy as possible and then some, Tsuna crept to the bushes near where the fight was going on. If you could call it a fight. It was more like dodge ball really, with the Ieyasu dodging the dynamite. As Tsuna watched, he realized something about this picture was off. Ieyasu was dodging the dynamite. When that had been Tsuna, he was putting out the dynamite so that they couldn't hurt people. And if this went on long enough…

"Triple Bomb!" Gokudera declared as he brought out triple the amount of bombs. In years to come, that move would be perfected, although then he rarely used it. As for this moment in time, Gokudera fumbled and his dynamite scattered all over the ground around him. Ieyasu just stood there, no longer in Dying Will Mode, looking very smug that he had won.

Tsuna's boss instincts took over from there.

Tsuna's form was an unrecognizable blur as he ran out of his hiding place and tackled Gokudera to the ground, his back taking the force of the explosion. As soon as the explosion was finished and all that was left was the smoke, Tsuna jumped back up and ran home, boss mode still engaged and adrenaline rushing through his system. And, yes, even a bit of Dying Will flames were there, driving the weak body faster than should have been possible.

Jumping to the thankfully open 2-story window of his room, Tsuna finally felt the pain on his back. He staggered over to his bed a laid down for a few seconds. But his work wasn't done yet. Forcing himself to sit up, Tsuna lit his sun flame and started to heal his back. It would be good practice anyway. Ryohei kept saying that there would come a time when, for whatever reason, he wouldn't be there to extremely heal Tsuna. It was only now that Tsuna wished that he had taken the practice seriously. This injury was healing far slower than Tsuna had hoped.

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't know what to make of the scene in front of him when he woke up. First of all, he wasn't in his room, or even Japan it seemed for that matter.

Then he saw the 9 people around his bed.

One was male and had silver hair. A strange crossbow thing was strapped to his arm. Said crossbow was firing rapidly at a pale, white hair boy who… was flying?! The man laughed at each arrow he dodged. Off to the sidelines, a tall, black-haired boy was leaning on a sword, grinning at the two other boy's fighting like there was nothing strange or life-threatening about it.

On the other side of the bed, two other men fought, trident to tonfa. The boy wielding the tonfa's had slicked hair and cold, dark eyes, a hint of bloodlust that mirrored his opponent's. The man with the trident's hair was put up in a style that reminded Tsuna of a pineapple. One of the boy's eye's was red and was continually switching between Japanese numbers. And even though they both seemed out for the other's blood, there was something somewhat playful in their fight, as if they both knew other's fighting style inside and out, making it far less challenging than it would normally have been.

Tsuna stopped his observations for a second, wondering where that last observation had come from. But Tsuna quickly shook it off as he continued to look at the three other people.

One had bleach-white hair and was watching both fights excitedly, every-so-often yelling out words like "Extreme move!" or "That looked extremely painful!" The only girl in the room had violet hair, also in a s her lap: a young boy not much older than 9 or so. He had curly hair that covered one eye. The one visible eye was watching the battles excitedly, like he wanted to join in them one day. He currently sucked on purple lollypop.

"Oh, you're awake!" The white-haired flying guy flew down to Tsuna's bed, smiling happily at him. "Good, because we have much work to do, yes, very very much. First off, my name is Byakuran." Byakuran grabbed Tsuna's hand and shook it before turning to all the other people in the room, who had stilled from their action and were staring. "Guardians, I would like to introduce you all to Sawada Tsunayoshi. I'm sorry he's been sleeping for a few days, but his soul was probably just trying to adjust to this body and this world. After all, he visits us from a Parallel World~"

I hope this updated fast enough for you all! I know that it's a bit short (more like really short!) but I had to cut it off there. It only seemed right. I promise (Pinky-swear!) that I'll update quickly!

And for all you that read the one that this is a re-write of, thank you for staying with me for so long!
I got the idea to do this thing from a Guest Reviewer, Tsu-Tsu I think it was.

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