A Supernatural/KHR fic. Enjoy!

Sam was investigating the rather tiny pantry when he noticed it. Something moving in the dark too big to be an animal.

With a stealth most wouldn't attribute to his size, he stealthily made it over to where the movement was...and moved the boxes back enough to reveal the source.

It was a kid! Barely even hitting puberty and already panicking at being found.

"Easy," he said gently.

The confusion in the kid's eyes made him frown, but what he said next had Sam pulling out his phone and calling Bobby after he sent Dean a text. If anyone could translate what the kid was saying, it was the older hunter.

"What?"

"I have a kid here who doesn't speak English from the looks of it," said Sam simply.

"Put me on speaker," said Bobby gruffly.

The kid look at the phone with some wariness, before cautiously saying "Moshi moshi?"

Sam couldn't hope to follow any of what was said past maybe a word or two. However whatever Bobby told him managed to calm him down enough to come out, though he eyed the gun Sam had in his hand with wary caution.

Sam switched the phone off speaker, and waited for a moment.

"Kid's name is Tsuna and he's Japanese. Some idiots kidnapped him on the way home from school and then made the stupid decision of hiding him in a area where a shifter has apparently set up shop. Shifter took notice of the newcomers and decided to kill most of them, with the smarter ones fleeing once they figured out who it was and realized their bullets didn't work. Tsuna hid and decided to wait until he was fairly certain the thing was gone, but doesn't speak much English. Use silver to kill the thing and then bring him here so we can sort it out and possibly send him home," said Bobby flatly.

"Got it."

Dean took one look at the kid and gave Sam a questioning look.

"He saw a shifter, but doesn't speak English very well. Bobby said to finish up fast and bring him to the house so we might be able to send him back to Japan," explained Sam.

"So...silver?" asked Dean.

Sam nodded.

Tsuna jumped a bit with surprise when he saw the number of weapons in the trunk, and stared with confusion when Dean handed him a small bracelet made of silver.

Sam texted Bobby and got a rough translation of what to tell the kid, who had a funny look on his face (likely because of Sam's pronunciation) but got the gist and put it on in his right wrist.

Poor kid must have been exhausted, because he was out like a light once Dean locked the doors of the Impala. With how small he was he was easily hidden in the backseat with the light cover that Sam had stolen from one of the crappy motels they were always staying at.

The shifter was a complete pain in the ass to deal with, but Sam found something even more interesting in the things left behind by the kid's kidnappers. He bundled it all up for Bobby to read over later, once they got to his house.

Tsuna was awake, but seemed to know that the monster has been dealt with because he was more curious than freaked.

Sam remembered vague lessons on Japanese and tries to break the ice.

"Watashi wa Winchester Sam," he tells the kid. He hooked a thumb at his brother. "Dean. Aniki."

"Sawada Tsunayoshi," said the kid with a light bow of the head.

"What did you tell him?" asked Dean.

"Told him my name. In Japan you introduce yourself with your last name, then your first. I also said yours and told him you're my brother," admitted Sam.

"And the bow thing?"

"I can't be sure, but if I remember right they bow more than they shake hands in Japan," said Sam.

"Ask him if he's hungry, because I'm starving," said Dean.

Even if Tsuna didn't understand him, his stomach certainly did because it let out a loud growl. The kid was practically skin and bones.

"Guess that answers that question," chuckled Dean.

Tsuna was rather cautious, but seemed to get why they were stopping when he saw the food. Considering the language barrier, Dean sent Sam in to get the food while he went to fuel up the car across the street. He also grabbed a few bags of chips and other road snacks, because they were running low.

Tsuna was out like a light once he had eaten, though at least he had the sense to keep his trash in the same bag as the food so as not to mess up the car.

It took them fourteen hours to get to Bobby's, and Dean was already crabby from the amount of driving he had to do.

Sam carefully lifted the kid and took him inside once he passed the holy water test, not that he really thought the boy was possessed.

Hopefully Bobby could help them sort this mess out.

Tsuna POV

He was having a very weird week. First he was kidnapped and shipped to another country entirely, then a monster showed up and killed most of the men who took him, and to top it off a pair of monster hunters appeared and managed to rescue him from the creature. Thankfully they knew someone who spoke Japanese, even if Sam's pronunciation was rather terrible.

He had to panic a bit waking up outside the car, but hoped that it meant they had taken him to whoever the taller one had called. The other man wasn't short, but the one who found him had to be a giant or something.

He slowly made his way down the stairs, just glad that he didn't trip like he usually did.

There was an older man drinking coffee from the smell in the air, and he had some breakfast out. It wasn't anything fancy, but it at least looked edible.

"Morning," he said gruffly in Japanese. Tsuna relaxed slightly, realizing this was the same man the tall one called earlier. "How are you holding up?"

"Fine," said Tsuna.

"Breakfast is in the pan and the two idjits will be up eventually once they get over the late night they had. My name is Bobby Singer."

Realizing he wasn't a morning person, Tsuna got out a plate and looked for some chopsticks only to realize the only thing in the house were knives, forks and spoons.

He wasn't very good with the fork, but he managed.

About halfway through breakfast, the tall one named Sam came downstairs and yawned.

"Morning."

"Breakfast is in the pan. That lazy idjit still asleep?"

Sam nodded and poured himself some coffee. Then on a whim, gently ruffled Tsuna's head causing him to squawk a bit in surprise.

It felt surprisingly nice.

The slightly shorter one named Dean came down sometime close to lunch and once he had eaten Sam brought out what he had found.

The older man turned to Tsuna.

"You know your phone number?"

Tsuna nodded. The older one handed him a cell phone, and with some fumbling he managed to call his number. He was disheartened to only get the answering machine, but then again there was the time difference to consider. He had no idea what time it was back home.

"No luck?" guessed Bobby and Tsuna shook his head. Bobby turned to Sam. "Let him use your computer to watch anime or something. That should keep him occupied for a bit."

Sam nodded, and lead Tsuna to the study where he plugged in his laptop and scrolled to find a site that had the subbed anime on it since Tsuna couldn't speak English. Once he found something that he liked, Tsuna was more or less occupied catching up on a few shows. Fortunately he understood the concept of staying on that site and not hitting any links... he wasn't that good with a computer.

Somehow he had the feeling this was going to take a while.

Bobby looked through the papers with some annoyance. The kid, Tsuna, had either really stepped in it or had been dragged in because of his old man.

"Well?" asked Dean.

"From what I can tell they were plannin' to hold him for ransom against his father, who is some big shot. I doubt the kid has any idea of what's going on," said Bobby.

"So why do you look annoyed?" asked Sam.

"Because if I'm reading this right, and Italian isn't my strong suit, then the kid's father is part of the mafia. One of the bigger families."

"Hold up. You mean the Godfather is real?" asked Sam.

"Real and has it's own society and rules," confirmed Bobby. "They keep to themselves mostly and they have their own boogeymen to keep them in line. Something called the Vindice, who they all seem mortally terrified of, but from what I understand they only intervene when someone steps out of line and they actually arrest people rather than kill them."

"Seriously?" said Dean.

"If you see someone radiating a weird vibe with bandages, a top hat and looking something like a corpse that uses chains, stay the hell out of their way and don't argue with them. They're one of the few creatures out there that no one knows how to kill and doesn't cause harm," said Bobby firmly.

"So don't fuck with the zombie cops, got it," said Dean.

"So what now?"

"We wait until Tsuna gets in touch with his mother, and hopefully arrange for him to be sent home," said Bobby. "Though he might as well know why he was taken, if only to avoid a repeat. I have the feeling his father never told them anything."

That was a week ago, and Tsuna still had no luck getting in contact with his mother, even after looking up the time difference and calling when he knew she would not only be up but have a higher chance of being at home.

On the eighth day, however, he finally got an answer. And it wasn't one that he particularly liked, if his expression was anything to go by.

"So you called your house and a stranger answered to tell you that your mom wasn't there?" said Sam, frowning.

Tsuna's grasp on English was still hit or miss, but at least he was starting to catch on. Bobby was rather annoyed at playing translator, but put up with it on the assumption that the boy would be sent home to his mother soon enough.

Tsuna nodded, unhappily.

"Stranger said she gone. No say where she went," said Tsuna slowly.

Bobby patiently corrected his English out of what was apparently going to be a habit at this point.

Still the fact remained that his mother wasn't at home.

"Is there anyone else you can call?" asked Bobby.

Tsuna thought for a moment, before cringing. It wasn't exactly the smartest move, but considering his options was likely to be the best one. Even if he was almost certainly going to be bitten to death for it.

Sam helped him look up the phone number to the reception room in Tsuna's school, a bit confused as to why he would call there.

Fortunately for the teen, it wasn't the Demon Prefect who answered.

It was his right hand Kusakabe.

"Hello?" said a very confused Kusakabe. No one called this room, for obvious reasons.

Tsuna looked partially relieved. He quickly explained to the other teen who he was and why he was calling.

"Just to be clear you were kidnapped and taken to America of all places, but you haven't been able to contact your mother and a stranger is in your house, correct?" said Kusakabe slowly. He had to admit, this was a new situation for him, but he worked with Hibari regularly. Besides, his boss had been irate that a student had been missing class for two weeks without an excuse. "I'll let the boss know, but is there a number we can reach you at?"

Tsuna looked to Bobby, who handed him a paper with a disposable phone number on it. He wasn't paying for that long distance bill and they used burners regularly anyway.

Tsuna rattled off the number he was given, and Kusakabe made sure to confirm it. He would call back once Hibari investigated what was going on with Tsuna's mother.

It was a somewhat tense three hours after that, but Tsuna was quick to answer the phone and put it on speaker with a little help from Sam.

"Your mother was removed from the house four days ago by men in suits. Apparently she recognized one of them because she didn't put up a fight and was rather happy about it considering. The official story according to the neighbors is that the stranger is house sitting, with no explanation of why you have been missing for two weeks," Kusakabe informed them.

And Hibari was quite irate about that. It was bad enough a small animal had been removed from his territory, but this reeked of a cover up or an attempt on the Sawada family.

"You might want to tell whoever your boss is that the kid was taken as collateral against his father, who might be in the mafia," said Bobby gruffly.

Kusakabe paused at the unfamiliar voice, before Tsuna silently handed the phone over to Bobby after a moment.

"Are you the one currently keeping an eye on him?" asked Kusakabe.

"Yes. The plan was to wait until we got in touch with his mother before sending him back to Japan, but I'm not going to let him return to a house with someone he doesn't know," said Bobby bluntly.

There was another voice on the other end, before Kusakabe spoke. Tsuna had stiffened because he knew the second voice and was rightly worried he was going to get bitten to death at the end of this.

Tsuna didn't know the full details, but the gist of it was that he was free to stay with Bobby until Hibari managed to find and contact his mother. Which meant he was basically stuck in America for an unknown amount of time until this could be sorted out, since Hibari was not happy about Tsuna's kidnapping in the middle of his territory.

Tsuna was more or less safe where he was, since none of his kidnappers were aware of the monster attack or that he had been moved, and until they knew what was going on it was better for him to stay in one place until things were sorted out.

Bobby and the two brothers didn't look happy about the fact that the poor kid was misplaced, but they weren't going to send him to a potentially dangerous situation.

Once things calmed down and it was safe for Tsuna to return home, Hibari had a relative who could insure that he made it back to Namimori without any...hiccups.

In the meantime Sam decided to help Tsuna learn how to read English, since his laptop didn't have the alphabet the boy was familiar with. If only so Tsuna could do his classes online, as they had no idea how long it would be until things settled down.