The Inventions of Talbot and Giannini

Hi! In case you don't know me or haven't read something I've written before, I am long live marshmallows! Or LLM for short.

The timeline is a year and/or six months after Elena's death.

Oh, I'm warning you in advance: things may not be historically accurate.

Summary: Tsuna, his Guardians, and Reborn travel back to Primo's time thanks to Talbot and have no way of getting back thanks to Giannini. Yeah, let's go back to our time, right? Wrong. Talbot's time machine is broken because it went past its limit of eight people to nine. He used up all the supplies he needs to repair it and Reborn forces his student and his Guardians to hunt them down, meeting odd people who reminds them of old enemies along the way. NO PAIRINGS! Meant to be a relaxing story with action here and there, made purely for amusement, no serious plot.

Prologue

19th century, Vongola Mansion.

The green grass that spread across acres of land blew slowly in the summer breeze, as did the leaves on the trees. The blue sky with not a single cloud in sight irritated some, while it pleased many. The maids and butlers were doing their jobs around the mansion as their seven masters trickled slowly to the meeting room. The halls leading to the private quarters were decorated with cheap but extremely beautiful ornaments. The only expensive things in the mansion were only where guests would be able to see them. There was no point in buying expensive things, and putting them in places where they would be destroyed within a week.

The massive wooden doors stood ominously at the end of such a corridor. Footsteps approached it with the slight sound of a tapping cane. The door opened with a slight moan, to alert the people inside if an unexpected visitor dropped by.

Around the table sat six men in their thirties, dressed in the clothing they usually wore. At the head was a blond man with soft, spiky hair. On his right was a man with red hair and a red tattoo of a flame surrounding his right eye, continuing down his neck. To his left was a man wearing traditional Japanese clothing. Beside the two sat a young man of twenty with short, green hair and a priest with a white bandage on his nose. Then the last two, who were emitting a dangerous aura because their fight was interrupted by a certain blonde. The one beside the green haired man had pale blond hair and wore a trench coat. The man sitting across him wore something suitable for an aristocrat.

"Hail, Giotto and Guardians," a forty year-old Talbot said when he opened the door to the meeting room. Giotto looked up from his quiet conversation to the blind man. He eyes were bandaged and he wore a heavy coat that hid secrets only the man knew of.

Everyone acknowledged the man in some way. Daemon smirked and Alaude continued to sit with his arms crossed, eyes closed. He only grunted, which was the equivalent of, "Hey, there." Talbot gained the respect of the law enforcer when Alaude tried "bringing him to justice", but received a good bruise from him instead.

"Hello, Talbot. Please, take a seat," Giotto said pleasantly. None rose to help him find one because they knew that Talbot would simply scold them for treating him like a blind man.

"Arg! You took your time! The great Lampo was getting bored out of his mind!" The green headed one complained, earning a glare from three of his peers. He shifted his chair away from Alaude and closer to Asari, the sole Japanese in the group, not to mention the nicest.

"Why did you call us here?" Alaude spoke when the man was seated comfortably on the other end of the long, polished table. "I have things to deal with in the CEDEF and not a moment to waste."

Giotto sighed. "Alaude, Talbot said that this will only take a minute."

"Mm, he has a point," Daemon said from two seats down and across from Alaude. "I would like to get out of here. I still have to prepare for my mission."

"Just shut up and listen to Talbot," G growled as Alaude glared at the mist user.

"Talbot, what is it that you needed?" Giotto asked quickly, to stop any fights that might happen between two of his Guardians.

"I have invented something and I wish to try it on all seven of you."

"No," Daemon and Alaude said at the same time. Again, they glared. Asari smiled slightly. Those two never agreed on anything.

"What did you invent?" Knuckle asked curiously.

Talbot showed them a toothy grin. "A time machine." Seven pairs of eyes stared at him in disbelief. Not a one believed in what he was saying.

"Are you being serious?" Lampo asked cautiously.

Asari looked thoughtful. "It sounds peculiar."

"Impossible," G stated.

"Talbot," Giotto said calmly. "Are you suggesting that you know how to time travel?"

"Yes," Talbot replied in the same manner.

Giotto blinked at the confident reply. His Hyper Intuition was telling him that this man wasn't lying. "But…how?" he finally asked.

"Giotto! You aren't telling me that you actually believe him!" G stood up from his seat, his cigarette clamped between two fingers.

"I believe him, although I don't understand how it's possible," Giotto explained to his friend. He turned to Talbot. "How does this work? Please explain."

"Yes, Giotto, I will certainly do that. Ahem," he cleared his throat before continuing. "Unlike most time traveling, you cannot time travel yourselves. But," he said when G and Lampo were about to interrupt him, "you may bring someone from the future into the past."

"How many can we bring back to the past?" Giotto asked after a slight hesitation.

"Eight."

"Why eight?" Lampo asked. "Why not three, or ten? Why eight?"

"That is the limit the time machine can do," Talbot said.

"Talbot…" Giotto started. He had his chin propped on his left hand while his right was quietly tapping the table. "Will we be able to send these people back to their own time?"

Talbot nodded slowly. "Yes, they will be able to return to their own time but I have never tried it before so I do not know one hundred percent whether it will work or not."

"Giotto, you're not actually...?" G asked. "What are you thinking about?"

Giotto concentrates on one spot of his Vongola Ring before answering. "The tenth generation of the Vongola Family…" Everyone looked at him. Even Alaude and Daemon seemed interested.

"Do you think the Vongola still exists at that time?" G asked.

Giotto closed his eyes for a moment, and stands up with a determined look in his eyes. "It doesn't matter whether Vongola of the Mafia still exists at that time. That's just the time period I'm aiming for. What I really want to see is our descendants and know that our troubles haven't gone down to their generation." He walked towards Talbot. G couldn't help but feel a little proud to be considered Giotto's close friend and right-hand man. "Talbot, shall we?"

Talbot grinned. "Si. Let us be off—to my lab." At those words, many of the Guardians rose to quickly follow their friend and the inventor.

The only ones left in the meeting room were Daemon and Alaude. The former became part of the mist and left for the lab. Alaude simply sat in the now empty room. After another moment's thought, he stood and followed the other Guardians.

The laboratory was located at the very bottom of the Vongola Mansion, or so the Guardians thought. Only Giotto and G knew the exact location. All the others walked towards the metal door slowly and cautiously.

Talbot stopped in front of the door and turned to them. "Welcome to my laboratory," he said and opened the doors dramatically.

There were several work tables all were littered with little bottles of mysterious substances the Vongola men were sure they didn't want to know about. G stopped to look at the drawings on the walls. The other Guardians looked around, surprised by how simple the room was.

"Is this everything?" Lampo sighed. "I thought it was a grand and secretive room of some sort."

Talbot chuckled. "Who told you that this was where I kept my most important inventions?" Some of them looked at him with confusion while others narrowed their eyes. He walked to a shelf filled with jars. "Only I know how to open the secret tunnel to my true laboratory," Talbot said. Alaude's eyes glare hatefully at this comment, for he was in charge of knowing about everything. Talbot went on to explain. "The way to open this door," he said as he felt along the ledge of the shelves, "is to know the Periodic Table of the Elements."

"Periodic Table of the…Elements?" Knuckle said. "What is that?"

Talbot laughed again. "It is a table which organizes all the elements which make up our earth—although it will not be known to the public for some time."

He touched the symbols on the wall in a sequence hidden from them and a secret passageway appeared through what they first thought was a crack. Not waiting for the Guardians to comprehend with the existence of a secret tunnel, Talbot entered with Giotto and G in tow.

When G noticed that none of the others were following, he turned back and said, "By the way, if you don't enter within the next ten seconds, the doors will close on their own and we won't open it until we return. All of them stood there stunned except for one. Alaude made his way through and the dark corridor lit by torches. The rest followed in a hurry, not wanting to be left behind in whatever Talbot planned to do.

"Nufufufufufu...this is getting really interesting," Daemon said. Lampo shivered and regretted his position. Not only was he in front of the illusionist, but he was walking behind Alaude.

They've been walking for a good twenty minutes when Lampo began complaining. "Giotto, my feet are hurting."

"We will be there soon," Giotto reassured his youngest guardian.

"You said that five minutes ago…" He heard Giotto chuckle. Alaude suddenly stopped, making Lampo freeze before he touched the man. "Alaude, why did you stop?" he questioned.

"Alaude?" Giotto paused.

"Mansion border."

"What?"

"We are out of the Vongola Mansion and heading towards the forest. Where is this laboratory?" He directed the sharp question at the blind man. "There have been no buildings in the forest for over a hundred years."

"As expected from Giotto's Guardian," Talbot said as he continued walking. "Yes, Alaude. We are beyond the grounds of the Vongola Mansion now. My laboratory is indeed in the forest, but underground with now way up. Ah, here we are." The rest walked faster to catch up. "Giotto, if you please." Talbot turned to Primo behind him.

"Yes," said Giotto. His Guardians looked at each other questioningly. Giotto lit his Vongola Ring and placed it into the key hole.

"Wait a moment," Asari said. "If Giotto has to do that every time to open the door, how does Talbot-san enter his own lab?"

Talbot said, "It is for extra protection. Whenever I leave this place with a priceless invention inside, I set the lock to G-Mode."

They turned to Giotto's right-hand man who scowled at the name of the lock meant for his boss. "It's not my fault Giotto's mother decided to give him a name beginning with the letter G."

"Anyways, I'm getting really curious about this invention," Giotto said when he stepped inside. The room was empty but for one object: a white square was against one wall with complicated buttons on a control panel which looked extremely out of place.

"Talbot, what is that?" Lampo asked as he reached out to touch it.

G smacked his head with a scowl. "Don't touch it! You might ruin it like how you destroyed my revolver!"

"I didn't do it on purpose!"

"Enough!" Talbot put a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Everyone, gather around over there. Make sure you are all together."

They walked onto the area marked with an X.

"Talbot? Where exactly did you get that?" G asked, pointing to the control panel.

"I transported it here from the future."

"You what?"

"I have transported things and animals from the future into our present time, but I have not done it to humans before."

"Talbot, you're taking others' possessions without their consent," Giotto said with a frown.

Alaude took out a pair of handcuffs. "By taking things that don't belong to you by force, you are breaking the law."

Giotto put a hand on Alaude's shoulder before he could do anything to Talbot. When his Cloud Guardian glared at him, Giotto gave him a weak smile and lifted the hand. "How about we wait until…after?" he suggested lightly. "Or I can let you go to the mission in France you requested?" he offered quietly. Alaude's eyes narrowed. He had always wanted to go there to see how strong they were because according to rumours, France's intelligence force is on par with the one he used to be head of before he created CEDEF. He put down the handcuffs after giving Talbot a warning glare.

"Well, on we go," Talbot said, ignoring the feeling of a glare. He pressed a button and white specks surrounded the family.

"What's this?" Asari asked as he raised his hand.

"It is calling towards your descendants. If they are in the future, they will appear." After a few tense minutes, the white spots disappeared.

They waited for two minutes.

Nothing happened.

"Talbot, you wasted our time!" G glowered. "I can't believe I went along with this!"

Alaude grunted an agreement and walked towards the exit. "Primo, I will be expecting the mission file tomorrow morning," he said over his shoulder. Giotto gulped. I didn't prepare a file yet! he thought in his head. He turned to his best friend.

"G…"

"No."

Giotto stared at his friend. "But—"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

Giotto's shoulders sagged as he, too, left the room.

Asari laughed it off and Knuckle gave a dumbfounded Talbot a pat. "Don't worry, Talbot! Everyone makes mistakes!"

"But…they were supposed to appear! It worked on other things," he told the Sun Guardian.

Asari came up to them and smiled. "Don't worry, Talbot-san. I'm sure it wasn't your fault."

Chapter One

Tsuna thought that things would finally return back to normal after freeing the Arcobalenos from their curse. Normality in his life lasted for another year, but apparently, that was the limit before things concerning the Vongola began to go haywire.

Throughout that year, things weren't technically normal, if one followed the definition of normal in the dictionary. Some changes that happened right after was Reborn moving out of Tsuna's room…only to be put into the room across. Now that he was a fully fledged adult, Tsuna's room was too small for two people, so Nana agreed that he should have his own room. Why would she agree with a total "stranger"?

"Dame-Tsuna," a deep voice said. "Wake—"

"HIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Please don't kill me!" Tsuna screamed, pulling his blanket up to his head and shimmying to the far wall, away from the hitman. He was having such a wonderful dream when that voice came through to his head. His eyes snapped open and he couldn't stop himself from screaming. He shivered under the covers, feeling the frightening aura seep out of the hitman.

That was one bad thing of being stronger. It meant that he could feel the faintest auras and tell whether they had good intentions or not. Reborn's aura was something he had never really experienced before when he was still a baby. But when the curse lifted off the infants, it flowed out with a vengeance. Even when Reborn wasn't trying, he was as scary as hell.

Reborn sighed. Leon, resting on the fedora hat, turned into a hammer. Reborn tossed it in his hands comfortably. Using his left hand, he slammed it into his pupil's figure. The wall cracked as Tsuna crashed into it. The force took his breath away and left him curled in a ball. Reborn pulled the blankets off.

"Tsuna, why are you still making me wake you up? You're in your third year of middle school, and if you still can't wake yourself up seven in the morning without an alarm clock, you're hardly fit to become Vongola Decimo.

"I told you, I'm not going to be the boss of Vongola!" Tsuna yelled pleadingly, totally forgetting the fear he had seconds before. Reborn glared and Tsuna whimpered.

Reborn raised an eyebrow. "Hurry up. Your breakfast is downstairs and half of it is most likely eaten by Lambo already. Oh, and it's five to eight."

Tsuna's eyes widened as he tore off the blanket and rushed to the closet to find a clean uniform. "Reborn! If you're going to wake me up, why didn't you do so earlier?!"

"I thought you were changing or taking a shower." Reborn lounged on the chair. Tsuna groaned as he thought of being bitten to death by Hibari. Clothes flew and the door slammed. Tsuna fell down the stairs and picked himself back up. He arrived at the table and picked up his glass of milk, drinking it in three seconds, only to choke when he saw Reborn eating his omelette calmly.

H-How did he get down here before me? He took a slice of bread and spread some butter over it before slapping on another slice. Holding it, he ran to the door.

"I'm leaving!"

"Be safe!" Nana said before the door closed. She sighed with a smile as she watched her son run down the road.

"Good morning, Mama," Bianchi said when she entered.

"Oh! Good morning!" Nana sang.

"MAMA! LAMBO-SAN WANTS SECONDS!"

Tsuna sighed as he rested his head on his desk. It was only the first week of school and he already managed to get hit by Hibari for almost being late.

"Good morning, Juudaime!"

Yamamoto grinned. "You look tired!"

Tsuna moaned. How couldhis friends be this hyper in the morning? It was not a good sign.

"Shut up, baseball freak! Of course Juudaime is tired! That damn teacher assigned so much homework that's due the next day!"

"Ah…calm down, Gokudera-kun!" Tsuna said, standing up. Gokudera grumbled and sat down beside Tsuna. This year, he was determined to sit next tohis boss so he could protect him better.

"Oh! There is supposed to be a UFO sighting tonight! Are you interested in coming to see it, Juudaime?"

Tsuna sighed. "I would love to go, Gokudera-kun, but Reborn dragged me into this meeting with the Ninth…I wonder what it's about…I DON'T WANT TO GO!" He wailed and tugged at his messy brown hair.

"Oh, be quiet, Sawada!" Hana scowled. "You're as loud as Ryohei!"

Kyoko giggled and Tsuna blushed.

"Sorry…"

Tsuna came home late at night with Reborn walking in front of him. "I can't believe that took three hours! All I did there was learning how to sit properly, how to speak properly, how to walk properly, and how to eat properly!" He rolled up the sleeves and unbuttoned the first button on his shirt, which was practically strangling him.

"All those things are essential to becoming a good boss," Reborn said and whacked Tsuna on the head. He pitched forward.

"But do I have to be dressed in this?" Tsuna waved at the formal dress shirt and pants.

"You have to get used to it," his tutor replied. "And be thankful that Nono came all the way here to teach you."

"Eh?"

"It is the previous boss' responsibility to teach the next boss the proper manners and how to act in front of other families. If Nono didn't come to Japan, I would be shipping you off to Italy this instant."

Tsuna imagined himself being crammed in a dark box with only an apple and his thoughts to keep him company. He paled.

"We will continue your training until Nono deems you ready to meet the Mafia society."

"EEEP!"

"Obviously, that time will be very far away," Reborn muttered. Louder, he said, "If you're smart, you'll want to speed up the process, or else." He didn't need to finish the sentence.

I wish I just went looking for UMAs with Gokudera-kun…

"I'm home!" Tsuna said when he opened the door, knowing his mother won't go the bed until he returned.

"Welcome back! How did it go?"

He gave her a reassuring smile. "It was really tiring, but okay, I guess."

"Do you need to eat anything?"

Tsuna sweated bullets. "N-No…I'll pass…" I had to redo the eating practice so many times I'm going to have permanent nightmares about food…

His hands still cramped from holding different spoons and forks. For goodness sake, Reborn even suggested that Tsuna's eating utensils should be sharp enough to be turned into weapons in case of an attack during meal times!

"Very well. Oh, Reborn-kun, you have a guest waiting in the living room," she added.

Reborn smiled. "Thanks, Nana." Tsuna found it strange to hear the bab—the man call his mother Nana after hearing "Mama!" for two years. True, Reborn has been reverted back to adult form with the other Arcobalenos for about a year, but it still seemed…weird. Tsuna tripped on something and fell flat on his face on the living room floor.

"Ow…HIIE! ITE-ITE-ITE-ITE-ITE!" he screamed as something large fell on his back, making his arms and legs go up in an arc. He turned his bulging eyes to whatever lay on top of him.

"G-Giannini, what are you doing here?" Tsuna shrieked. He stiffened when he felt Reborn's anger waft towards him.

"Dame-Tsuna…if I hear that awful, ear-piercing scream one more time…"

"H-Hai, R-Reborn…!"

"Good evening, Juudaime!" Giannini greeted. "And you too, Reborn!" Giannini rolled his machine off Tsuna and landed on the floor. He stepped out grinning.

Tsuna groaned and rubbed his back. "Don't tell me you invented something else…" Sure, the Giannini nine years later was a genius but he doubted that this one knew what he was doing.

"Why, how did you know? I have something I wanted to show you and Reborn!"

"What is it?" Reborn asked. Giannini took a single bullet out of his pocket. It was red and black. Tsuna gulped as Reborn cocked a brow.

"What is this, Giannini?" He plucked it from the inventor's palm.

"It's a returning bullet!" Giannini said excitedly. "Whenever you shoot this bullet, it comes back to you after hitting its target! This way, you don't need to worry about running out of bullets."

"It will just hit me instead," Reborn said as Leon turned into a green gun, nonetheless. Tsuna backed away.

"No, no! It goes back into its box! And when your gun runs out of bullets, it automatically refills!" Reborn had finished slowly putting the bullet into his gun, taking out the usual Dying Will bullets.

"Oh really? Have you tried it on anything?"

Tsuna looked around for a safe place to hide.

"No, I haven't tried it out yet. I wanted to bring it to you at the first possible second!"

That didn't sound good. Tsuna glanced at his tutor who was staring at his gun with a smirk. Tsuna twitched and almost fainted.

BAM!

Tsuna stood frozen as it slammed into the wall behind him. A very faint burn appeared on his arm. He gulped and stared in horror. After five seconds, the bullet did not return. They looked at Giannini.

"Giannini," Reborn said threateningly.

He was interrupted by a shout from Tsuna: "Ahh!" Reborn felt a tug but stood firm, looking around. Nothing was pulling him… "Reborn, stop pulling me!" Tsuna screamed. Tsuna was being dragged against the floor towards the hitman who glared at Giannini.

"What exactly happened?"

Giannini gulped. "Maybe it's a m-malfunction…?"

"B-But why am I being pulled towards Reborn?" Tsuna asked as he held onto whatever he could reach: Giannini's round travel ball.

"M-Maybe instead of the b-bullet, it's whatever the bullet had hit which r-r-re-returns?" Giannini suggested.

"HIIEE!" Tsuna's fingers lost their grip and he flew to Reborn's back. They would have fallen from the impact if Reborn wasn't ready.

"Giannini, how long is this going to last?" Reborn asked. His student's back was stuck to his and there was no way of pulling him off. Tsuna even tried to take the shirt off, but it seemed like his skin was stuck.

"Uh… a few hours? Maybe…a day?" Tsuna groaned. How was he going to sleep? And do other stuff? And worse, Reborn was pretty angry at the moment.

"Giannini…"

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Let's just say that Giannini won't be showing Reborn any prototypes for a while…

"R-Reborn…how am I going to sleep?" Tsuna asked. Reborn remained silent."A-And how am I going to—?" Reborn stalked to the yard and yanked the sliding door open.

"Eh? Reborn?" It had started to rain outside. "What are you doing?" He walked out. "EEP! Reborn! We're getting wet!" Tsuna tried to pull them back into the house, but he couldn't match Reborn's strength. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

"Training you to stay physically strong during the rain," Reborn finally said. "The rain will become your best friend before you know it."

"I already have rain as my best friend! Doesn't Yamamoto count?" Tsuna shrieked. After fifteen minutes, they went back inside the warm house. Tsuna would have cried with relief if Reborn wasn't tugging him somewhere else. He opened a door Tsuna never knew existed inside his house. He gawped when he saw a steaming room.

"A-A SAUNA! WHEN DID WE GET A SAUNA!"

"Tsu-kun! What's going on?" Nana called up the stairs. "Go to sleep! It's getting late."

"O-Okay..."

Reborn pulled them in and shut the door. "What are you doing now?" Tsuna was starting to get annoyed.

"Control the way you breathe. With this thick atmosphere, you will find it hard to do even that." Tsuna finally noticed that it was more humid than other saunas that he went to before. After another fifteen minutes of troubled breathing, Reborn let them out and sat them on the cold floor of Tsuna's room. He was dead on his feet.

"Hnnn…? Why can't I sit on something softer?" He whined.

"This is for getting me in this mess, Dame-Tsuna. Also, it's training for when you might have to follow a target."

Tsuna groaned as they sat vigil for the night.

Reborn awoke a few minutes before seven. He turned to his student who was still asleep. He was about to hit him on the head when he noticed that he looked slightly transparent. His eyes narrowed. His pupil was still there, but it looked like he was disappearing. The only thing stopping that from happening… was Reborn!

"Dame-Tsuna! Wake up!"

"AAAH! DON'T KILL ME...E-Eh! What's happening? Why am I going invisible?"

Reborn swore. Knowing from previous experience, they won't be around for at least a few days, maybe weeks. He wrote a quick note to Nana telling her that he was taking Tsuna for an extended training trip, signing with his name. Then he whipped out Leon and called Iemitsu.

"Iemitsu, tell Nono that there has been a problem and that Tsuna won't be able to practice with him until we find out what's going on."

"Why? What's happening?"

"It seems like we're going to be time traveling again, but this time the ten-year bazooka isn't involved. I don't know what's going on. Tell Giannini that I'm going to kill him when we get back."

"Right! Gotcha! Keep my son safe, Reborn!"

"Of course." He allowed a tiny smirk to appear on his face before ending the call. Just as that happened, the bullet's effect wore off and they were separating, but it was too late because Reborn, too, was beginning to seem transparent with white specks dancing around them.

Tsuna froze. "Why does that white and green stuff look like what surrounded us when we travelled back to the present from the future?" he asked. Reborn scowled. Then they fell into empty space which had a purplish colour, but a shade darker than the ten-year bazooka. "Why is this happening!"

Reborn twisted his student's arm backwards as they fell. "This is your fault, Tsuna."

"MY FAULT? You're the one who decided to use me as a target!" Reborn grimaced at the validity of his point.

They fell into a black void.

Gokudera was walking home in the early morning humming a happy tune. He wasn't able to see any UMAs, but it was entertaining to see the convention that took place near the area. He was fishing out his keys when he noticed something was wrong with his body. Before he knew it, he was travelling through a purple vortex.

"Tch! What now?" As he fell, he cursed his luck and hoped that Tsuna was alright.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw trees.

"Shit!" He fell through the branches and landed on the ground. He grunted and got up to look at his surroundings. "I'm in a forest…oh no…don't tell me that Juudaime…" His face paled and felt cold all over. He started to run, hoping that he was wrong.

"OW!" Tsuna yelped. Reborn landed on his feet and watched as Tsuna fell on his back.

"You still have a lot to learn, Dame-Tsuna." They look around. Finding nothing, Reborn said, "Your Guardians are probably in the same situation. Look for them. I'll go investigate."

"Eh? Why do I have to look for them? And are you leaving me alone in this place?"

Reborn stares at him with black eyes like the pits of hell. "You're the boss." He walked away, daring his student to follow. When he didn't, he smirked.

Arg…how am I going to find them? Tsuna asked himself as he started a light jog. Minutes later, he bumped into someone. "Ow… why am I always bumping into people these days?"

"JUUDAIME!"

"Eh? Gokudera-kun!" Tsuna felt relieved that he found his friend.

For some reason, Gokudera began to bow, knocking his forehead against the ground. "I'M SORRY JUUDAIME! I FAIL AS YOUR RIGHT-HAND MAN! I LET YOU—I LET YOU DIE AGAIN! I'M SO SORRY!"

"HIII—!" Tsuna stopped mid-shriek, remembering Reborn's warning. He looked around to make sure the hitman was nowhere to be seen. "N-No, Gokduera-kun! I didn't die! I didn't die!"

Gokudera stopped and looked up with teary eyes. "Really?"

Tsuna nodded quickly. "Come on, Gokudera-kun. We have to find the others."

"Hai, Juudaime!"

"I wonder where we are…"

"These woods look different than the ones we have at home in Italy," Gokudera said thoughtfully. "They seem younger." He began his explanation of trees and how to tell how old they were. Tsuna tried to listen but as always, Gokudera in Theory-Mode was something he could never understand. Then they reached the end of the trees.

They gasped. "That mansion…"

Acres of land spread in all directions covered with green grass or gardens and ponds.

"That's…Vongola Mansion…" Tsuna whispered.

"Well," Gokudera said hesitantly. "That's to be expected…you are the boss in the future, so it's only right that you live in the Vongola Mansion…"

"But it looks too new," Tsuna said. "The walls…they're so…so new that it looks like it was only built a few years ago!" He turned to see Gokudera deep in thought.

"Juudaime…maybe it's possible…that we traveled to the past instead?"

Tsuna paled visibly. "Oh no…I don't want to change history…" he collapsed to the ground with Gokudera next to him.

"Juudaime! That's just my guess! I might be wrong! Maybe we renovated or something!"

"Y-Yeah…" Gokudera hated seeing his boss this nervous but he didn't know what to do.

Tsuna took in a deep breath and steadied himself for Gokudera's sake. "Let's go in. If we really do live here, we just need to find Shoichi-kun and Spanner. Or someone who will recognise us."

They were puzzled when they saw a wooden door instead of a metal one, or a glass one. Tsuna opened it. Inside, the corridors were new and the floor was slabs of stone. They continued to walk as the birds outside chirped.

It's so calm here… Tsuna thought as they walked through corridors and up staircases.

They stopped by a white set of double doors. Should they open it? Gokudera gave Tsuna an encouraging nod of the head. Tsuna put a hand on the handle and pushed it open to reveal a room lit by the rising sun. The style of the furniture was old but the material was new. Tsuna puzzled over this. Did he have such an odd taste in the future? The doors closed with a quiet click which sounded awfully loud to their ears.

And then they saw that they weren't alone in the room. The two of them stare at the man sitting near a large window, a cup of a steaming drink put at the side. Papers were all over the desk and a fountain pen in his hand as he scrawled away. Their jaws dropped at the sight of blond, soft hair, flopping down in spikes, and orange eyes. He wore a pinstriped dress shirt. They continued to stare with their jaws on the ground.

"Who are you?" The man asked them in Italian. At first, neither of them answered because they were so shocked. The man noticed this and frowned in confusion.

H-H-He spoke! Tsuna and Gokudera thought in utter amazement. And then the significance of that finally settled in.

Oh, crap, they thought. We're in the past.

Yamamoto was out practising baseball when he travelled back in time. "Tsuna and the kid must be up to something fun again," he said cheerfully and made sure to grab Shigure Kintoki.

Ryohei was doing his morning run when he was transported. "EXTREME!" Was the last thing to be heard before he too, disappeared.

Chrome and Mukuro were resting in Kokuyo Land. Chrome stirred whereas Mukuro was fully awake and angry. "Kufu…Sawada Tsunayoshi…are you dragging me into your mafia business again?"

Lambo had fallen asleep after eating breakfast. I-pin was passing by the mat when she saw her friend fading in white and green light. "Lambo!"

Hibari was napping on Namimori Middle's rooftop and didn't wake up through the process. Hibird chirped as he landed on Hibari's chest. "Hibari! Hibari!"

Giotto looked up from the file he was anxiously finishing for his Cloud Guardian to look into the eyes of his double. The pen fell to the table and he stood up and leaped away from the desk. Who are they? How did they get in without alerting the guards?

He shot out a question at them, demanding an answer. Their eyes widened impossibly larger and continued to stare at him for another second before registering his words.

They exchanged a look and the shorter one of the two cleared his throat. "I-I'm Sawada…Tsunayoshi…"

Then the boy nudged his friend who snapped out of his revere. He bowed deeply. "I'm Gokudera-Hayato! It's a pleasure to meet you!"

Giotto paused. The shorter of the two wore a dress shirt and pants. Nothing out of the ordinary, if he came from a good family. But his companion had on clothes he's never seen before…

To be exact, Gokudera was wearing baggy jeans and a zip up red and black sweater. There was a picture of a skull on the sleeve. He had multiple rings on his fingers and his Buckle of the Storm on his belt.

Giotto didn't think there was anything wrong with telling them his name. Maybe it will even scare them? He would be sorry if it did, but he would see what happened. "I am Giotto, Boss of the Vongola Famiglia." They nod and remained silent. They don't seem to mean us any harm, he thought. But they haven't finished introducing themselves. And why the heck does one of them look similar to G?

I wonder if he's going to find out we're from the future! Tsuna wailed in his mind but tried to keep his face straight. Does the Hyper Intuition stretch that far, to tell someone if another person belongs in their time or not? Giotto was about to speak again when they hear thumping coming from the hall. They look at each other. Before anyone could speak, G barged in holding something. Tsuna uses this chance to whisper to Gokudera, "Don't call me Juudaime. It will ruin everything."

"Hai, Juu—erm…S-Sawada-sama…"

Tsuna sweat dropped. "That won't do. Call me Tsuna! Everyone else calls me that."

"But…I won't be respecting you then…"

"Gokudera," Tsuna said in the voice he used on Lambo. It seemed to work all the same.

"Hai…T-Tsuna…ugh, I can't do it, Juudaime! I'm sorry! I'll call you Sawada-san!"

Tsuna nodded reluctantly. "I guess that's better…" All this happened in three seconds as G marched through.

"Giotto! What the hell is this? I found it in my room!" He stomped his way toward his friend and showed him a baby dressed in cow prints. The baby and Giotto faced each other, nose to nose. Then the child started to cry.

"Lambo!" a boy exclaimed. G turns to the unfamiliar voice and saw a boy who looked a lot like his friend. He blinked and let the cow fall.

"Tsuna!"

Tsuna picked the kid up and held him protectively, away from G.

"GIOTTO!" Giotto flinched from the shout. He hadn't heard G this loud in a long time… "HOW THE HELL DID YOU LET THESE KIDS GET IN HERE?!" The entire room shook and echoed. Tsuna's eardrums might have burst.

"I didn't let them in!" Giotto exclaimed. "Whatever gave you that idea!?"

"THEY'RE STANDING RIGHT THERE!" He pointed at Tsuna...and stared. "What the hell? Why the hell does one of them look like your blood relative? You don't have any. Are they spies?"

Giotto gave the shorter boy another look. Sure enough, there was a slight resemblance. "They aren't spies trying to disguise themselves as us or our relatives," he said calmly. "If they are, they are terrible at it. If they were good, they would at least look Italian and people with the proper height. The hair needs some dye as well."

"What?" Gokudera exclaimed.

"Gokudera, calm down!" Tsuna said hurriedly, forgetting to speak in Italian. The two older men raised their brows.

G rolled his eyes. "You're right… they fail miserably. They chose two foreigners to act it out."

"Oi! Look who you're talking to!" Gokudera growled. "Who's a foreigner here, idiot? I'm Italian!"

G snorted. "Whatever. Tell us how you infiltrated our mansion." He directed the question at the loud, annoying kid, thinking that he was the leader of the two, since the other, smaller figure, seemed too puny to order the taller one around. To his surprise, the one known as Gokudera turned to the brown haired boy.

The brunet took a deep breath and said, "M…My name is Sawada Tsunayoshi, and this is Gokudera Hayato. We...don't know how we got here?" He looked at Gokuddera as if asking, "Is that the same with you?" Gokudera nodded confirmation. But to their ancestors, it looked as if Tsuna was asking if he said the right thing. G's eyes shown with suspicion.

"TSUNA!" Their eyes turned to Lambo. "I want food!"

"Eh? But didn't you just have breakfast with kaa-san?"

"I'm still hungry!"

"Don't be such a—GRROOOUUU…" Tsuna blushed and looked at his own stomach. He didn't eat breakfast and apparently, the food he ate last night didn't last.

"Juudaime…" Gokudera muttered. "Did you eat breakfast?"

"No…I was just waking up when I was transported—" Tsuna stopped himself.

"Transported…?" Giotto said. He decided that since the boy had such an accent, it would be better if they spoke in their native tongue. He didn't get to ask his question because someone opened the door. In came Alaude, as graceful as ever.

"Primo," he said, ignoring the two guests for the moment. "My file." Tsuna noticed that Giotto paled slightly.

Don't tell me…he's also afraid of his Cloud Guardian! Please don't let me get my clumsiness from him. Oh, please no…

"I…eh…Alaude, another matter has come up," Giotto said quickly. G snorted. Obviously, his friend had forgotten about putting together a mission file for Alaude last night so he was trying to do it in the morning. "You see these two?" Alaude looked at the boys. They watched his reaction as he compared their faces to the two of his comrades. An eyebrow came up. He came up with one conclusion.

"Intruders who passed my security," Alaude murmured. "Disguising themselves as you."

"You let two measly little kids get by Vongola's SECURITY?!" G was hysterical. Giotto hasn't seen him like that in years. Not since... he shook the thought away.

Alaude narrowed his eyes at the insult. His handcuffs came out as he ran at the two men. G swore and brought out his gun whereas Giotto looked slightly panicked.

"N-Not here, Alaude! I just had this place fixed up last week!" he exclaimed and tried to dodge on of Alaude's blows.

Tsuna let out a weak shriek when glass shattered. Gokudera stood protectively in front of him as they watched the scene play out.

G fired a warning shot but Alaude simply turned and whacked his face.

"Alaude, G, stop," Giotto commanded.

Tsuna stared in awe when he saw the flame on Primo's forehead. He never looks like that when he's in Hyper Dying Will Mode!

The two separated as if suddenly shocked but they continued to glare at each other. "We don't know who they are or how they got here. All we know are their names," Giotto said.

Alaude's eyes stared at Tsuna and Gokudera. Tsuna's eyes widen and try to walk backwards but Alaude's handcuffs snapped around his arms.

"Why you!" Gokudera yelled. Alaude turned to him and cuffed the threatening fist and then the other. He turned to the baby with an afro, who was holding onto Tsuna's head for all he was worth. Alaude decided that a weak little baby like him won't do anything.

"Walk," Alaude ordered.

"Wait," Giotto said. He was still in Hyper Mode, taking advantage of it. "Speak Japanese. I think that's the language they are used to."

"Is this true?" Alaude asked them in fluent Japanese.

Tsuna gulped and nodded. "H-Hai…"

Alaude grunts. "I'm taking them to the torture chambers."

Giotto's eyes sharpened and he shot Alaude a warning look. Alaude returned it with a bland one. Do you really think I'm going to torture them?

"HIIIEE!" Tsuna shrieked. Alaude pushed them out of the room. Tsuna realised that Lambo is still clutching onto his hair. He wrapped his leg around the door frame. This caused Alaude and Gokudera to stop as well.

"Lambo, I think you should stay here!" Tsuna said quickly. There was no way in hell he was going to let a baby be tortured with them. If that was on the agenda.

He looked at Alaude's cold eyes.

It was on the agenda.

"I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE!" Lambo screamed. He didn't recognise anyone here and he felt safest with Tsuna.

"Come on, Lambo!" Tsuna said. You don't want to go where we're going!

"Get off, you stupid cow! You're such a nuisance! Stop causing us so much trouble and listen to what you're told for once!" Gokudera growled.

Tsuna tried another way to convince the baby since Alaude looked like he was ready to kill them right then and there. "Lambo, they'll feed you if you stay!" He gave Giotto a pleading look. He didn't have to try too hard, since Giotto had the same idea in mind. If Tsuna hadn't spoken first, he would have asked Alaude to let the baby stay here instead. He gives Tsuna a reassuring smile and a nod.

"Come here…Lambo, is it? We'll find you some breakfast. How do pancakes sound?"

"KYAHA!" Lambo jumped off Tsuna and made his way towards Giotto. "Baka Tsuna! You better come back quickly or else I'll eat all the food!" Lambo warned.

"Y-Yeah!" Tsuna said.

Alaude dragged him down the hall.

"Come on, G," Giotto said as he guided them to the dining hall. That boy is very considerate of his friends.

Asari was sitting, facing the gardens with a cup of green tea. He enjoyed watching nature and observing the movements of the animals.

POOF!

His head snapped to the left, where he heard something odd. He returned the cup of tea to its place and started toward the noise. What he found behind the rose bushes was not what he expected. His eyes widened in surprise when he saw a boy no older than sixteen lying on the grass smiling up at him.

"Good morning!" the boy said cheerfully. Asari smiled. How long has it been since he spoke to someone from his own country?

"Good morning, young man. What are you doing down there?"

He laughed. "I don't really know, exactly. One minute I was practicing, and the next, I was here!"

It sounded suspicious to Asari. Should I tell Giotto? He might be a spy trying to get close to me by speaking my own language. The boy stood up, leaning his bamboo sword against his shoulders and holding it lazily with both arms. Asari's brow rose. A bamboo sword. Interesting…

"What is your name?"

"My name is Yamamoto Takeshi! Pleased to meet you!"

"I am Ugetsu Asari. Vongola Primo's Rain Guardian." Like he expected, the teen's expression became guarded.

"Did…you just say…that you're…Vongola…Primo…'s Rain…Guardian…?" Yamamoto said slowly. Asari nodded, ready to move if he suddenly attacked. He didn't expect the youth to laugh.

"That's the coolest joke ever! There's no way you can be him!" Asari's eyes showed confusion. "By the way, have you seen any of my friends?"

"You have other friends here?" Asari asked, instantly alert.

"Well, yeah…if I'm here, they're probably here as well."

Asari stayed quiet as he thought. Then he smiled. "Follow me. I'll show you to my boss."

Yamamoto grinned. "Sure!"

Asari led them away from the gardens and into the mansion. Yamamoto's smile was still on his face, but inside, he wasn't smiling. If this is Asari…the first Vongola's Guardian of the Rain…does that mean that I'm in the past? He looked up at the clear, blue sky, unpolluted by air traffic and greenhouse gases. Tsuna…

Meanwhile, Lambo was sitting in the dining room waiting for the food impatiently. Giotto sat at the head, with G to his right.

"Eh? Eh? Where is everybody else? You have so many chairs here!" Lambo asked Giotto and ignored G. He'd rather talk to a Tsuna-look-a-like over a Gokudera-look-a-like any day.

Giotto gave him a smile. "They all have their own things to do. One of them is traveling right now," he ticked off a finger for Daemon, who left just an hour ago for his mission. "Another one is probably taking a stroll in the gardens…hm. Another friend of ours is doing his morning prayers." He pointed to G. "This one, is eating breakfast with me before going over everything for the meeting we're going to have later…the youngest one is most likely sleeping in. And…" What should he tell Lambo about Alaude? "And Alaude, the man you saw, will be with those two friends of yours."

"Giotto!" G rapped his knuckles hard on the table three times. "Should you really be telling this brat about all the whereabouts of your Guardians?"

Giotto gave him an innocent look. "Well, he's only a child. What can he do with the information?" Meanwhile, Lambo had zoned out, paying more attention to the smell of food reaching his sensitive nose.

"NYAHAHA! THE FOOD'S HERE!"

The maid who came in with their food cooed over Lambo's cuteness while G mumbled, "He isn't staying. Don't get too attached."

"We are sheltering him for a while," Giotto explained to the maid who gave G an odd look.

"Y-Yes, Primo! Shall I prepare a room for him?" she asked hesitantly, unsure of why her boss was telling her this. She was one of the newer maids and even though she was assured by the more senior ones, she still found it uncomfortable to call her boss by his given name.

"Just call me Giotto, Margaret."

She bristled. "I-I can't call you that!"

"Sure you can," a tired voice said from the doorway. Lambo saw the person who sneaked up on him while he was in the toilet.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"

Lampo stared back. "The great Lampo hate kids. Why is he here and who is he?"

"Good morning, Lampo. We don't know why Lambo is here yet. Why don't you sit down and introduce yourself?" Giotto asked. Lampo frowned when he used Japanese. Didn't he know he sucked at it? But he answered in kind anyways.

"I'm Lampo, Giotto's Lightning Guardian. Bother me and I will throw you into a well. Margaret, I'm eating in my rooms. It's too noisy here." He walked out without another glance.

"Yes, Master Lampo…"

"Hm…" G mused.

"What?" Giotto asked. "Thanks, Margaret," he added with a smile.

"You're welcome, Primo." She quickly wallked away before Giotto could ask her to call him Giotto.

"Lampo…and Lambo…their names sound similar."

"Now that you mention it…" Giotto chewed on his breakfast and put an elbow on the table. Bad manners, yes, but no one's here to judge… He examined Lambo, who had to sit on a few cushions to see the table.

"There aren't many similarities between them though…other than their attitude."

G snorted. "This brat's more annoying than Lampo."

"Lambo-san is not annoying, Octopus-Pink Head!"

Giotto froze. His eyes slowly shifted to his friend's face. If Asari taught them correctly…

He choked down his laughter and tried to mask it as a cough. G's face turned beet red.

"COUGH! Ah…excuse me—COUGH! COUGH!" Giotto pushed back his chair and put his head down as he smacked the arm of the chair. He laughed silently for three minutes while G was chasing Lambo around the room.

"MY HAIR IS NOT PINK YOU STUPID COW!" G hollered. Giotto sighed and tried to calm his Storm Guardian down. It was something he hadn't had to do in a long while.

Tsuna and Gokudera were sitting beside each other in a dark room lit only by a gas lamp. Tsuna shifted nervously whereas Gokudera glared at Alaude, who stood across from them. Their hands were still handcuffed together.

"Who are you?" Alaude began. Tsuna gulped, for the question was directed at him. Gokudera was about to protest with Alaude's attitude, but Alaude simply glared. It was scarier than ten-years later Hibari. "I was asking this one, not you."

"I-I am S-Sawada T-Tsunay-yoshi…"

"Now you speak."

"Tch! I am Gokudera Hayato!"

"What were you doing in the mansion?"

"W-We don't know how we got here…"

"That sounds unconvincing."

"It's the truth!"

"How did you get in?"

Tsuna frowned in confusion. "We were in the woods and when we walked out, we saw the mansion. We walked through the-the servants' door?"

Alaude frowned. It was possible that they got in through the woods, but he had guards posted all around it, so there was actually no way they could have sneaked in without the guards knowing. "How long were you in the woods?"

"A few minutes?" Tsuna was unsure. "Gokudera-kun, how long were you there for?"

"I'd say five minutes. I ran all over looking for you." They looked back at Alaude who was giving them a displeasing look.

"Where are you from?"

"J-Japan…"

"Your clothes don't look familiar," Alaude looked at Gokudera.

"Che! That's because you don't have good taste!" Alaude's eye grew colder.

Tsuna gulped. "A-Ah…h-he's just different like that…" Tsuna said. Whew! Am I glad Reborn made me wear this or what? I would never be able to come up with an excuse…but only Gokudera would say something so mean… Alaude noted down mentally everything these two boys said so that he can write it out later and look over it to see if anything was suspicious.

"You also talk differently than the average Japanese man. What are you hiding?" he asked, getting straight to the point. Tsuna's eyes widened drastically and he began to sweat.

Oh no…s-should I have tried to talk like Basil? No…I'll probably suck at it, and then make myself seem more suspicious…!

Meanwhile, Gokudera was trying to come up with a retort but found none. Crap…Juudaime's probably worrying about it right now…I can't let him worry, as his right-hand man!

"We're not hiding anything!" Gokudera said.

"Liar," Alaude said without hesitation. Gokudera bit his tongue. "I know when someone is lying. Tell the truth. Now. Or else you will never see that baby again," he said in an extra scary voice. Gokudera tried to stand from his chair, but it was useless because the chair was nailed to the ground and the handcuffs were tight around his wrist and the chair.

"You wouldn't dare!" Sure, he hated the brat, but what do you expect? They're still some sort of family.

Forgetting his Hyper Intuition, Tsuna also struggled free himself. "Leave Lambo alone!"

Alaude narrowed his eyes. Should he take out the tongs? Maybe not. These brats weren't worth it.

"Just don't hurt him! Just…don't hurt Lambo…he's just a kid…" He fretted over the baby who was at the moment happily eating his heart out.

"Will you answer my questions?"

"Yes," Tsuna answered immediately, "as long as you give me your word that you will not harm Lambo!"

Alaude glared. He never gave his word to anyone because once he does, he sticks to it. "Fine. You have my word that I won't harm the baby. Now, tell me: where are you from?" Tsuna looked at Gokudera who looked deflated.

"So we have to tell him…" Tsuna muttered.

"That stupid cow. It's all his fault," Gokudera growled.

"Like I told you before, we are from Japan, although Gokudera-kun was born and raised in Italy." Alaude glanced at the silver haired boy. No wonder his Japanese had an accent.

"Are you in a famiglia?" he asked Gokudera. "Who are your parents?"

"My father is a boss of a famiglia who is in an alliance with the Vongola. My mother... was a mistress," he finished quietly. Alaude narrowed his eyes. A boss having a child with a woman who was not his wife was unheard of, officially. If it happened, it was hushed up in the family. He also noted the past tense he used to refer to his mother and the hate in his eyes he reserved for his father. Then he thought about their current alliances. He shifted through the files of allied families in his head but not a single family matched. He would have known if one of them had such a child. And for him to grow up to be…

"How old are you?"

"Sixteen," they replied.

Sixteen years…hmph. "There is no family who is allied with the Vongola who fits your description."

They stared at him. "That's because…we are from the future…about…two hundred years later…?"

Alaude stared at them.

They stared back.

"Pardon?"

"We're from the future, how hard is that to understand?" Gokudera demanded.

Alaude leaned back. Was there a possibility that Talbot's invention did work, just a few hours late? Hn. Then that would mean… He looked at Tsuna first, then Gokudera. Tsuna had unruly chocolate brown hair which stuck out at the oddest angles. His eyes were brown and flooded with nervousness.

Gokudera, had straight silver hair to his jaw. His emerald eyes were piercing as if daring Alaude to not believe them. They looked like two people who really annoyed him. It might be possible. Even their attitudes were alike. Except for the brunet. Alaude has never seen Primo act that way before. Or maybe it was just because the amount of nervousness was much greater, because he has definitely seen Primo act nervous.

"Fight me."

"E-Eh?" Tsuna squeaked.

"If you really are from the future and if you really are Primo and his right-hand man's descendants, you will be able to at least show me some skill."

Tsuna gulped. "Ah…hahah…I'd rather not…"

"Bring it on!" Gokudera said at the same time, drowning out Tsuna's weak suggestion.

Oh, no… was all Tsuna could think. Not this again.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed the first chapter!

Anyway... you've probably noticed that I'm going with "200 years ago" as being Giotto's time in the past. You can find the explanation on my profile if you're interested in my reasoning.

-LLM

Edited 2015-03-14th