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Chapter 5: Introductions and Skylarks

Thump! Thump!

The commotion heard upstairs startled the mother at work who looked up at the ceiling. "Hm, what's Tsu-kun doing? She asked herself but shrugged it off. She smiled dearly. "Oh, he's so energentic." Then headed back to preparing dinner. (Poor clueless Nana.)

How Asari could disappear like that was strange.

Alaude's idea of transporting like Asari didn't work like they expected it to. Instead of popping up somewhere in Japan, they ended up back in Tsuna's room. This agitated the skylark to no end; his plans were never one to backfire. Trying to reassure this cloud guardian, Giotto said, "At least we tried, Alaude. We'll question Asari once he find them."

At the thought of Tsuna not by his side made his mode plummet. 'Asari, Asari, Asari.' Giotto chanted in his mind, mischevious thoughts coming to mind. (Overprotective Giotto is scary sometimes.)

G gripped his head in frustration, gritting his teeth. "Where did that flute-freak go?" Giotto placed a hand on his guardian's shoulder to calm him though one could feel a menacing aura surround him. With a sickly sweet smile, he replied, "We'll find him, G. Very soon."

"The dear child must be saved!" Knuckle rambled, his infamous posture of a boxer reclaimed; his fists clenched in determination. Beside him, Lampo inversed into an out-of-character state, a little spark of fire shimmering in his pupil, overlaced with confidence and determination. "I will save my little bro with my dying will!"

A few feet away stood an irritated skylark and an amused melon. Daemon clamped his hand on Alaude's shoulder to keep him still. He smirked mischeviously, doing his usual laugh. "Alaude-kun, we'll get there in time, don't worry." Alaude glared at him. "I don't take orders from a melon."

The illusionist's brow twitched as several veins popped. He closed his eyes, plastering a not-so-pleasent smirk on his face. "I'm most certainly not a fruit, if you please. I happen to be inherited of this style which I've never been so fond of." Daemon explained, lastly opening his eyes to glower into the amused eyes of the platinum blonde.

A deep chuckle escaped his lips, an absolutely amused smirk adorning his face. "A history of fruit-headed generations. Félicitations." He clapped mockingly with a pleased, amused expression. Before Daemon could clash against the skylark, Giotto stepped in, immediately seizing the oncoming fight.

"Daemon, Alaude, please do not wreak a havoc in my grandson's room." Giotto was in super-combo boss mode, and you don't want to mess with that. At that, said men both backed away from their boss — even they were affected, they'll never admit it; carrying it to their grave to the afterlife.

The golden blonde turned to the rest. "Let's go save Tsu-kun!" They cheered in agreement, dashing after him downstairs. But in their haste, they tumbled down the stairs, ending up in a doggy pile at the bottom. Unfortunately, a certain skylark was the poor man to suffer the massive weight of everyone. A dangerous aura leaked from underneath.

"If you do not get off this instant..." Alaude's muffle voice strangely sounded loud and clear under the tons of bodies. He left his threat unfinish, causing the others to scramble off and inch to a safe distance. But Daemom just had to take his time, purposely placing more pressure than necessary. The others groaned, Daemon was not making this easier for them, especially when it came to Alaude.

The platinum blonde growled, harshly pushing his rival off to the side whom gotten his face smashed into the wall. Alaude casually stood up, ignoring the horrified stares from the guardians. "Stupid melon." Was a blunt response from the cloud guardian.

"Oya, Alaude-kun dares to provoke me." The illusionist hostled himself off the wall, staggering as he walked. He held his nose as he glared daggers at the tsuere skylark. It seems Alaude broke his nose. "Vi pentirete questo." This sparked a competition between the two as crackles of purple and indigo lightning surrounded them, clashing with intense power.

"Oh? What's going on here?" Time froze as the first generation turned around to see Tsuna's mother standing at the doorway to the kitchen with a statula in hand, a confusion expression plastered on her face. She squinted her eyes at them then asked, "Who are you?"

The guardians glanced at their boss to respond. Giotto gulped, a bead of sweating rolling down his cheek. He rubbed his nape sheepishly, laughing nervously. "U-uh...we are guests." He said, trying to make a blant excuse. Being a guest is a reason; but hold on, she didn't even invite them in the first place. Giotto cursed inwardly.

The brunette woman blinked in surprise, a curious glint in her eyes. "Are you friends of Tsu-kun?" She asked, taking this time to stare at each of their faces.

"Y-yes," Giotto slammered, wringling his palms together. G rolled his eyes at his behavior, preventing himself from smacking him upside the head. He was a mafia boss for goodness sakes! Is a normal house wife that much of a difference from assassins and mafia bosses'?

Her eyes lit up then she smiled warmly. "Is that so? Friends of Tsu-kun's are always welcomed to stay whenever they like. Please make yourselves at home." She greeted nicely. "My name is Nana, Tsu-kun's mother."

Like a one hundred and eighty degree switch, Giotto changed his demeanor. The blonde mafia boss smiled back, striding up to her and taking her hand into his and placing a kiss on the backside. He bowed politely. "I'm Giotto, madam. We are very grateful to be here. Thank you."

Nana blushed at his course of actions, but thought nothing of it. She has a lovely husband and that's enough for her. She smiled, her face still flushed. "Nana is fine. Madam sounds too formal."

"Nana," He confirmed as she nodded. He turned to his companions, uttering for them to introduce themselves. His right-hand man stepped up, repeating Giotto's previous actions, thus earning another blush. "I'm G. Pleased to meet you," He replied, giving her a gentle smile.

She waved her hand. "There's no need for gentlemanliness here. An introduction is fine," She assured them. But they went on using their polite, gentleman skills learnt from the Italian tradition — a rule not to disrespect a lady. Once they've finished, Nana dismissed herself to continue making dinner and that left the standing in the hall.

"Tsu-kun has a nice mother, just like him," Giotto smiled. The others nodded. But then Lampo raised an eyebrow. "Wait, she can see us like Tsunayoshi?" His point made everyone blink, expect for Alaude and Daemon who had a spark of recognition in their eyes. Someone finally had the guts to realize the thought.

Giotto, too, raised an eyebrow, his face scrunched up in concentration. "Yes, and this mostly likely gives us more unwanted attention considering we're...dead in this era." He flinched at the last words, certainly not enjoying talking so degrading of his family. His guardians nodded solemnly.

"But let's not let that get to us. We've got a child to rescue." They rushed out the door while Giotto called out, "We'll be right back, Nana. We've got some errands to run." Nana hummed which he took as an yes then shut the door lightly.

Rain flames dispersed into mid-air as Asari and Tsuna reappeared in the middle of an lightly occupied park. Tsuna's eyes gleamed in excitement as he stared at the children his age scream in happiness as they play. Asari laughed gently at his expression, also watching.

"Oooh, looks like their having so much fun, Asari-nii!" He whispered loudly, still staring intently. The Rain Guardian nodded, smiling in amusement. He set Tsuna on his feet and watched as he slowly walked to play area. The brunet was too dazzled to realize he was about to bump into another person. Not a second later they were both in a heap on the ground.

"Tsuna-kun!" Came Asari's worried call from behind. Tsuna felt large hands pick him up to a standing position and embrace him into a hug. "Are you okay?" Asari asked as soon as he pulled away. Tsuna nodded dumbly, his head slightly dizzy from the fall. The older adult sighed in relief. "That's good. Please be careful next time, Tsuna-kun."

Tsuna bowed down in shame; his ears and tail drooping and his lips falling into a pout. He fumbled with his fingers while staring at the ground. "I'm sorry, Asari-nii," He whimpered, a sprinkle of tear at the corner of his eyes. Asari felt guilt rise in his chest at the sad look on his face.

"Don't worry, Tsuna-kun. I'm not disappointed at you, so don't cry. I just want you to be safe, okay?" Asari reassured the brunet who nodded, his appendages straightening outward in relaxation. Tsuna smiled brightly once again making the heavy guilt in Asari's heart to disappear. The Japanese man returned the smile, ruffling the child's fluffy hair. But not forgetting to rubbing his soft, silky ears.

Tsuna purred in delight, leaning in his touch. Asari chuckled then hesitantly removed his hand. Then he added, "Don't forget to apologize to the person you've bumped into." The brunet gasped turning around quickly to apologize.

"U-uh, I'm s-sorry for bumping into y-you. I-I didn't really m-mean to. I wasn' p-paying attention. I-I'm sorry, please forgive me," Tsuna pleaded, flushing in embararassment at his lousy confession. A few moments passed and the stranger didn't respond so he decided to take a glimpse.

And when he did, his eyes widen in horror.

Cold cobalt eyes stared straight at him as if analyzing his soul. Tsuna flinched under the intimidating aura around the older boy. This wasn't your regular school boy or anything. This boy was the notorious prefect of Namimori, President of the Disciplinary Committee.

"H-Hibari-san!"

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A/N: Finished! xD Sorry I took so long. Had to finish up the exams. Anyways, please review. (:

"Félicitations." — "Congradulations." — [French]

"Vi pentirete questo." — "You will regret this." — [Italian]

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