a/n= hey guys! Sorry for the long update! I was in a writer's block and had been focusing on my other fanfics! If you are a fan of kurokobasu, maybe you want to check my account? lol just sayin.

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Since Tsuna stepped home from school, the brunet had been digging himself into anime marathon and catching up with the recent mangas. Hibari and Gokudera had been debating the new plot of Re: Tokyo Ghoul ever since the bells to signal the school's closure.

"Dame-Tsuna, you should be doing homework." Reborn chided with a frown as he took a sip of his coffee.

Tsuna tore his gaze away from his computer screen and looked up at Reborn indignantly. "Come on Reborn! I only have math homework today! It's gonna be cake!"

"Of course it will be," Reborn said in a matter of fact. "You will ask the answers from Gokudera tomorrow early in the morning."

"Uh-huh," Tsuna nodded without looking at him.

Reborn drew a sharp breath and said impatiently. "Tsuna, I have something to talk about."

"What is it?" Tsuna asked with annoyance.

"I want to talk about the Varia."

"Huh? What Varia?"

Gritting his teeth, Reborn thrust his hands into his pocket to find the green chameleon before transforming it into a mini, green gun. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger directly towards the back of Tsuna's neck.

Tak!

Tsuna flinched. Moaning in pain, he rubbed the back of his neck furiously before turning back to Reborn with a glare.

"Reborn!" Tsuna yelled and clenched his fist. "What's that for?"

"That's for you being an inconsiderate vice captain for Eight Grade Syndrome Club." Reborn replied as if it was obvious. "By the way Tsuna, I have some important matters to discuss."

"What is it?" Tsuna exhaled sharply.

"I want to talk about Superbia Squalo," Reborn declared while hopping towards Tsuna's lap. "The member of Varia who turned out to be one of the former teachers in Namimori."

Tsuna suddenly looked alarmed, Squalo's name washed off his sleepiness and laziness immediately like a switch. "Ah you the one we summoned in the Circle? Come to think of it Reborn… how can a part of a mafia used to be the teachers in Namimori?"

Tsuna's curiosity looped a smirk on Reborn's lips. "I'm glad you actually cared. Listen well Dame-Tsuna. This will affect for you and your friends."

The brunet actually nodded and swiveled his chair away from his computer screen to prevent him from being distracted. He propped his elbow on his lap and rested his head on his chin.

"Based on my research, Squalo and his friends used to be the teachers in Namimori," Reborn started and sat on Tsuna's lap. "Not only they are teachers, but they used to be students as well."

Tsuna raised his brow, his eyes wide. "Really?"

Reborn nodded. "Back then, they have good relationship with the principal, that's why they decide to teach in Namimori too. Well, I have no comment because Belphegor, one of the Varia, is a valedictorian. Lussuria is a reliable vice captain in the council. Levi is known to be a loyal member of the school's tennis team. I remember they also have a kouhai who is still in Namimori elementary…"

As Reborn recited the history of each of the Varia members, Tsuna contemplated grimly how the Varia became affiliated with one of the biggest Mafia branch in Italy despite their normal background. Tsuna thought to himself the same thing might happened to him and his friends, and the thought itself accelerated his heartbeat. He could feel his palms went clammy.

"….Squalo is one of the formidable members in Kendo club and," Reborn was oblivious with Tsuna's dazed state before he interjected. "Hey Tsuna, are you listening?"

Reborn's voice pulled Tsuna out of his reverie. "Ah sorry. Where are we again?"

Reborn rolled his eyes and placed his hands on his tiny hips. "Well, the whole point is, the Varia used to be normal students like you. Ah, and the leader Xanxus is a problem child, like you."

Tsuna's eyes narrowed when Reborn grouped him to this 'Xanxus' without a second thought. "I'm not a problem child."

"Then how does the name Dame-Tsuna born?" Reborn asked with a meek smile.

"Never mind, please continue."

"But due to extraordinary circumstances, these people are brought together," Reborn said. "And then they work as Mafioso because the ninth boss of Vongola is Xanxus' adoptive father."

Tsuna jerked on his seat and grabbed for the desk to steady himself. "What the hell? How can?"

"It's a long story." Reborn tilted down his fedora, shading his darkened eyes. "I just want to say, beware Tsuna. Varia is coming for you to fight for the throne as the tenth boss of Vongola."

Tsuna swallowed, his knuckles whitened. "To be honest, wouldn't it be better if they take the throne instead? They are well-trained as assassin for a longer time than us do. I don't want to risk my friends into unnecessary danger."

Reborn looked at Tsuna for a long moment. As he bowed his head in deep thought, Reborn smirked under his fedora. He felt the weighed of the world had been lifted up from his shoulders and suddenly he could breath properly again. It seemed like albeit known for being coward and clumsy, it seemed like there was another side of Tsuna Reborn had not discovered. The mystery sent chills of anticipation into Reborn's spine.

"You grow a lot, Tsuna." Reborn admitted with a smile. "I want to tell you a secret. These guys are not trained at all. In fact, I could say you and your friends are more well equipped than them."

"W-What are you talking about?"

Reborn leaped to Tsuna's shoulders and whispered in his ear. As Reborn's words teased his eardrums, Tsuna's eyes flew wide in bewilderment before he and Reborn broke into a fit of giggle. Tsuna couldn't afford to keep the hype to himself as he grabbed his phone and started texting Gokudera.

Namimori Garden, 8. p.m

The silver-haired man flexed his fingers and smiled to himself. It had been a while for him to be back in normal clothes aside from his battle gear. Squalo picked up these T-shirt and jeans from his home nearby. His parents were in overseas, so the Mafioso broke in the house and sneaked into his room. Truth to be told, he kind of missed his domestic lifestyle, but he knew once he let down his guard, nothing but hell would wait for him.

"Ugh, why am I thinking these things?" Squalo muttered petulantly to himself as he rubbed his head.

As he stood up from the swing he had just sat on, Squalo approached the sandbox nearby and rummaged through the sand. He cursed profanities under his breath until a bright smile entered his face as he pulled a scroll hidden under the sand.

"This shit is still here huh?" Squalo studied the scroll with a tiny smile on his face. If his comrades were here and see him like this, Squalo didn't know how to face them and get through the rest of his life unscathed.

Suddenly, his phone beeped inside his pocket. Squalo cursed before he fumbled his phone and answered the call.

Before he even spoke, the receiver on the end let out a familiar yap, followed by an irritating laughter that Squalo wouldn't mistake for someone else.

"Yaho! Are you in our tiny little clubhouse finding the codex?"

"Shut up Lussuria, it's not a fucking codex." Squalo's cheeks turned pink. "It's just a note."

"You're no fun, Squa-chan!" Lussuria whined from the end of the line. "By the way, Levi-chan just take out those guys from Esterna Family today, unscathed."

"Good for him to make it out alive."

Lussuria chuckled. "You know, it sounds so funny back then when we said Leviathan will annihilate those guys from Kasuragi High with his tennis power. What does it called? Meteor Sphere?"

"Dude, don't stuck in the past. We are already in the twenties you know." Squalo spat, even though he was grinning.

"By the way you meet those kids yet?" Lussuria changed the subject.

"Ah, yeah." Squalo said tiredly. "They were a bunch of garbage. I feel uneasy giving up our legacy to those punks."

Lussuria's laugh rang on the end of the line. "Xanxus says he didn't want to surrender the tenth because he said it will stop us from being ourselves!"

"I don't know if that idiot suddenly turned softer, but I agree with him." Squalo's voice drowned into a whisper.

Suddenly, Squalo heard a huge crash from the end of the line, and his brows furrowed as a sigh escaped his lips. Lussuria chuckled nervously.

"Oh well Squa-chan, we will come tomorrow." Lussuria said. "Gotta take care the big baby."

"Yeah."

Before Squalo turned off the phone, he heard a familiar, rough voice screaming "Lussuria! Where is that fucking chicken you buy? My system is deteroiating—"

Beep. Squalo pressed the off call and sighed.

As Squalo shoved the phone back into his pocket, he unrolled the scroll and began reading.

He cringed outwardly and shoved the paper back into his pocket before he left the park to call the day.

The next day:

Tsuna planted himself on the sofa in the clubroom for an afternoon nap before the door slammed opened.

At first, Tsuna thought it was Gokudera, but the familiar stride of superiority immediately hauled Tsuna to his seat. The brunet gulped before looking up at Hibari, who was ignorant of the brunet's presence.

"Hello Hibari-san!" Tsuna greeted him nervously. "You're early today."

To Tsuna's surprise, Hibari didn't ignore him. "Ah, herbivore. Right timing, I need someone to talk to."

Tsuna looked taken aback, but he knew he couldn't escape the prefect's orders. He nodded with a frown.

"Tsunayoshi, can you tell me which name is better?" Hibari inquired seriously. "Nail River or Aqua Atonement?"

Tsuna sweat dropped. It must be one of his eight grade's syndrome antics again!

"W-What do you need the name for?"

"It's a trap, so a mere commoner will never step into our domain." Hibari narrowed his eyes. "Some fleas from my land were discussing an operation to breach into our clubhouse for unnecessary activities."

"Come on Hibari-san." Tsuna sighed. "Your friends in your grade must be curious about this club. Let them in."

"Too late, I set up a trap."

When somebody opened the door to the clubroom, a pail of water spilled from above and showering the victim. The victim scowled and suddenly slipped to the floor before he shrieked when there were nails scattered across the floor.

"Rivet Shower Tempest," the victim said in a cool tone. "I didn't know someone set up such a cheap trick."

"Mukuro-san!" Tsuna shrieked.

Mukuro groggily got up to his feet while studying himself. Not only his hands were bleeding, but also his uniform was wet and reek off soap.

"The water has shampoo and detergent," Hibari stated confidently. "That's why you slip."

"Why such cheap trick?" Mukuro questioned him. "We can use cockroach and strings for better effect. We can call them the Sinners' Domain."

"Eh? Is this the trick when Levi-chan falls to?" a new voice appeared out of the blue.

Tsuna, Mukuro and Hibari traded confused glances before their eyes fell upon the figure on the door, who was one step away from avoiding Hibari's trap.

"Shishishi!" the blonde giggled and waved his hand. "Ah, if it isn't the Vongola tenth? We come here for a mission, to kill you!"