A/N: To the new readers and everyone else, welcome! This was inspired by the few stories about Nono's three sons being alive and stories of NotDecimo!Tsuna, by taking a bit of canon and creating something different.
(To those had been reading my other stories...not one word. If you want to blame someone for not focusing on one story blame my muse. To think I thought I should exercise the thing, but nope, it only exploded leaving me blind)
Be amazed by the plot twists and the three sons of the Vongola Ninth boss interact with a world they never had a chance to live.

Disclaimer: I don't own KHR

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CHAPTER 1
Will he survived?

Enrico slipped a bit to the left thanks to some lose gravel, but knew even then he wouldn't able to dodge the bullet aimed to his chest.

Two cries were heard over his grunt as he fell to the ground. He cannot…die…hearing them cry in worry and terror…

Then he felt his Vongola ring glow….

Federico was worried. He looks over his recently adopted younger brother, Xanxus sitting next to him, probably brooding. Massimo who is his next older brother, was sitting at his other side earlier, but joined their father, the current Vongola Boss, outside of the hospital to make calls to find out and sent orders to eliminate the people who send the current Vongola heir, Enrico, to the ER.

Enrico…It hurt to watch their strong oldest brother fall by a lucky shot from a lowly opposing famiglia. The only comfort now is how that same famiglia won't see the light of the next day.

"Xanxus?" Federico calls his little brother. Said brother ignored him and kept glaring at nothing in particular.

"Xanxus!"

"Not mine name," he mutters.

"Oh," he forgotten the boy was adopted from his mother was a bit insane. Who knows how much she messed the poor boy up? It didn't help how she claimed that their own father cheated on his mother, may she rest in peace, and had this boy who surprisingly wields Flames of Wrath.

At a young age!

"Then what do you want to be called?"

"Hmph!" Xanxus crossed his arms in response.

Federico grins at this.

If the boy was older with the same mannerism, he would be someone to be feared. Right now, he only looks adorable that he mentally swore to himself that he would be carrying a camera just for the memories, and maybe for blackmail.

He snickers to himself, I am no longer the youngest! I now have a victim… or better yet, use his cuteness to bribe them. Double the lethality, MWAHAHAHA!

"Hey trash! Are you making fun of me?" Federico realizes he was snickering to himself. Then he caught what Xanxus called him.

Federico bunks his head softly, getting a growl in return, "I am your brother, act like it."

"You can pass as my father," he mumbles.

"Hey! I am turning 15 years of age, an age that I am still looking for a girl and not have an 8 year old son, thank you very much."

Then his eyes glint in mischievously, "Call that to Enrico or Massimo."

"Why?" he stares at the young man in suspicion.

"It will be hilarious," Federico nods to him serious as if he was imparting special wisdom, "Then I'll take a picture of their faces and use it against them. Its call blackmail."

Right then a doctor walked to them and scoffs, "Your brother is going to live. There were complications, but nothing to worry about. You'll be able to see him in a couple of minutes."

Federico stares at the annoyed doctor in surprised, either from how young he is, almost close to his age or the fact how he wasn't very…doctorly?

"Thank you, doctor…," his eyes squinted to read the written name tag on the doctor's white coat, "…Shamal?"

"Whatever," suddenly his face brightens at a passing nurse, "Hello beautiful! You and me in a lovely closet and getting-"

It's seemed to be a normal occurrence, since the nurse slaps the doctor without looking, almost like she done it many times before.

Fortunately another doctor shows up and glares at Dr. Shamal, "What are you doing here?"

"Working," Federico looked at them worried. Is he an assassin?

"I meant why you are not with the patient, doing your job," the older doctor explained in a rather exhausted manner.

"Who is a male," Dr. Shamal responded as if that answered everything.

"Trident…you will be going far with your talents, but you shouldn't limit yourself like this. I will have to fire you if you keep discriminating like this," the older doctor sighs when Dr. Shamal only huffed in response.

Federico turns back to Xanxus to not hear anymore hospital drama.

"Don't worry Xanxan, Enrico will be alright," Federico ruffles Xanxus' hair then froze at what he said, "Er…"

"Whatever…Fe-fe," Federico gives him a mock scowl, but smiles fondly over his head.

One step at a time then.

Then he sees their father, who was still in his phone. Massimo in the other hand seems he had already finished with his calls.

"You may visit Mr. Enrico now," the older doctor said. Dr. Shamal stood annoyed next to him.

"Thank you for saving my brother," Federico gave him a polite smile.

"Did nothing of a sort. Once we realize how the bullet barely missed anything vital," the older doctor nods at Shamal, "he discovered the hidden poison on the bullet and neutralize it quickly."

Federico turns to Shamal and gives a grateful smile, "Thank you so much!"

"Don't mention. Seriously, unless you are a lovely lady then forget it," Shamal waves off as if batting off his thanks. When he walks off, Xanxus growls.

"Stay with Dad for a bit Xanxan," Federico pats his little brother's head. He and Massimo followed the older doctor silently.

"How are you feeling?" Federico asks, trying to break the silence.

Enrico stared at his hands, but didn't answer. Federico follows his sight and cannot help, but feel something was missing. Before he can try to figure out what, Enrico ask softly, "Can you bring our father in?"

Federico and Massimo stared at each other before Massimo sighs. The latter stands up and opened the door. Xanxus barely catches himself from falling flat on his face.

"Hello Xanxus," greets Massimo, but he got a glare in return, "Geez, so rude. Federico take care of the midget, until I come back."

Federico only nods as Xanxus comes in.

"You're going to live trash?" grumbles Xanxus at the foot of the bed, unwilling to stare at Enrico's bandaged chest.

"Can't get rid of me," Enrico gave the younger boy a smile, then looks up at Federico briefly. He was about to open his mouth when the door opened again.

"Enrico…"

It hurt to see the older man look even older, especially with the fact he almost lost one of his sons before his time ended.

"I'm sorry," Enrico looks down. Their father looked confused for a second until he looks at the table next to the bed.

"Are you sure?" their father, Timoteo, looked taken back leaving the other three younger males in the room watching the older men confused.

"Let's just say, I'm not worthy," Enrico shrugs with a bitter smile.

Federico looks at the table and gasps. It was the Vongola sky ring.

Just last year, their father decided to give it to him to show the world that Enrico would be the next Vongola boss. Sure there had been problems in finding worthy guardians, but there had been previous bosses that took them until they were 30 years of age to find the necessary completed set. This had not fazed Enrico and wore the ring proudly.

So, it disturbed them how Enrico who always boasting he will be the best boss and making their father proud.

"You're turning down your inheritance?" Federico asked in disbelief. Xanxus' eyes widen in surprised at this.

"Huh?" Massimo looked confused until he saw what Federico was staring at, "What?! What is wrong with you?! Who is the idiot who told you that you are unworthy?! I'm going to kill him!"

Enrico shared a secret smile at his father, "Who, indeed. You can't kill him anymore than he already is."

Their father shakes his head in amusement, "Don't worry, I'm just as proud for you stepping down when you know it's for the best."

"Agh!" Massimo slumps on Enrico's legs, "That means I am next in line."

"You want Federico to take over?" Enrico smirks.

"And let him boss me around?! No way!" Federico rolled his eyes.

Then looks at Xanxus who looked contemplating something, "What about me? Do I have a chance?"

An unknown emotion flickered through the current boss' face before smiling, "Don't worry about it. You just enjoy being a child."

Xanxus scowls, but didn't look at him.

NANA

It's a day when parents rejoice. For is the day their first child is born.

In another life, Iemitsu Sawada will be barely making to the birth of his son. Since he had checked his phone constantly for any orders to hunt down Enrico's murderer. Nono found out Iemitsu was going to be a father, while Enrico's funeral was being prepared. He practically kick him out of Italy to go to his wife.

Today, they were preparing for vengeance, now that he lived, Vongola's mind was focused. Research is being done, calls were being made, and people were on standby to be sent.

And the call from Nana going to the hospital was lost within the single minded mission of vengeance and especially prevention of another attacked. Not a priority in the underground world.

So today, Nana is alone carrying her baby boy, teary eyed by the fact her own child would not even see his father.

Tsunayoshi was his name and his soft brown eyes, reflected back to her. She gave a choked smile when she saw how strong the boy was. Although weak in body, she can feel strength in his spirit.

"Welcome to the world Tsu-kun," she kissed his forehead and hummed the baby to sleep.

Only the sound the medical equipment and a sad lullaby was heard in the silence.

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ENRICO… Appearance: dark spikey hair, pelican-shape nose and long face…
Age: 27…Status: Decimo candidate= DECLINE

MASSIMO… Appearance: kind of short in height, chubby, dark hair that is spiked into a point, flat nose…
Age: 24…Status: next line for Decimo candidate = Decimo candidate

FEDERICO… Appearance: narrowed eyes, crooked nose, and short black hair with bangs like his grandmother, Daniela the eight boss…
Age: 15…Status: 2nd in line for Decimo candidate= next in line for Decimo candidate

XANXUS…Age: 8…Status: ?

TSUNAYOSHI…Age: 3 hours (approx.)…Status: ?

A/N: Well, what do you think? Review by the rule of the 3Cs: concerns, comments or complaints :3
Next up: Federico may not be the heir, but he worries for Vongola…