Black-chan: So yeah...writer's block and I kinda think that I should put my one-shots in a single story so that it wouldn't end up like a hundred one-shot or something... Also, I may or may not end up continuing the stories but anyone can ask me if they want to adopt them.

Summary: Tsuna never expects his life to be anything but normal, yet it seems like he inherited many things from his ancestor, the Vongola Primo. Still, he didn't mean to start a jikeidan and transform it into a yakuza family. Especially in his childhood. (Huh, even without Reborn, he still manages to get into involved in the underground world...)

To Start A War
Yakuza AU-Canon

"Correct me if I interpreted it wrong. So you're saying that Namimori became a target to many criminals and no government or law enforcer could do anything about it five years ago," Reborn summarized blankly as he tried to gather his thoughts. "You, an eleven-year-old boy, had decided to do something about it and accidentally formed a vigilante, which later became a yakuza family."

It had been a week since he had decided to accept Nono's mission to train Sawada Tsunayoshi and make him the best candidate for the Vongola Decimo. With all the annoying shenanigans and shocking revelations that the so-called Dame-Tsuna was the boss of Hamaguri, one of the most powerful yakuza family in the underground world, the Sun Arcobaleno was already regretting it.

The sixteen-year-old brunet scratched his head nervously. "When you say it like that, you make it sound like it's stupid," he muttered weakly and tried to defend his actions. "I was actually turning twelve at that time and most of my friends had thought that it was a good idea, too! It's not even a vigilante or something like that. It's jikeidan. Actually, it's just a group of friends fighting for justice! I mean, isn't it normal for people to want to do something about criminals?!"

An impassive eyebrow was raised, "So you decided to be a criminal yourself?"

"We weren't involved with yakuza when we started!"

The retort sounded unconvincing even in Tsuna's ears, causing the hitman to smirk smugly despite the irritating situation he was in.

The young yakuza boss scowled at the rather infuriating face and he hissed to himself in annoyance, "Stupid Reborn...my friends told me that it was a great idea. What's wrong with doing something like that?"

"Well, for starters, you're only a child when you started a group to fight adult criminals," the black-haired Arcobaleno answered and widened his smirk at finally being able to get the other back. His smirk didn't even fell when his student responded, "Kyoya-san is stronger than them."

"Second, I thought that you don't like using violence to solve things."

"That's different. They attack first!"

"Third, how is creating some group be a good plan to decrease the criminality in Namimori?"

"Well, it works, didn't it? And my friends thought that it was a good idea!"

"You and your friends are not normal, even by my standards."

"Don't say that! We're...well..."

"Dame-Tsuna, you're not going to win."

"...shut up, Reborn."

.xxooxx.

There were children with very different childhood. They held different beliefs and values. Their paths shouldn't have been crossed but one chance of meeting bonded them with each other. There was no return anymore.

A kind and warm brown-haired boy hid himself in the shadows. Only for a great power to surface when his only important person at that time got kidnapped. "Let go of Okaa-san, you fuckers," he smiled sweetly at the now trembling black men, showing his white teeth. "Or I'll be angry."

A sad but smiling black-haired boy acted the part of a good child. Only to snap violently when his beloved mother got shot in the stomach and was put into a coma. "Let's play a game," he growled threateningly, holding a small ball he used in baseball. "It's called dodge ball."

A brash and powerful grey-eyed boy fought countless battles in solitude. Only for an interest to form when he saw a herbivore became a carnivore in front of his eyes. "Wao," he smirked with a certain glint that many people feared and withdrew his tonfas, enjoying how easily tall men fall in the hands of a small brunet. "Interesting."

A violent but determined green-eyed boy arrived in Japan with the mission to find more about his mother. Only to find something else entirely when a unique boy crashed into his mother's old house. "What the?!" he shouted in surprise, watching the boy stand up easily as if the crash was normal. "Are you an alien?!"

An extreme and shouting silver-haired boy watched in anger at his family's terrible situation. Only for a solution to come when kindhearted boy held a helping hand. "Let's EXTREMELY beat them!" he cried out determinedly and stared at those narrowed orange eyes. "We'll EXTREMELY show them what Hamaguri is EXTREMELY made of!"

Clashing but still similar dark-haired twins survived living in hell with their minds almost broken and they waited for a chance to get their revenge. "Kufufufu, it's time," the older boy commented with a sadistic grin while his younger sister remained quiet by his side. "I'll make them suffer so much that they'll wish to die."

Finally, an annoying and loud baby cried endlessly with two dead bodies surrounding him until one kind soul found him and introduced him to his new family. "Poor thing," the brown-haired woman held the baby with sad eyes staring at his lifeless parents. "Don't worry. Tsu-kun will avenge them for you."

Black-chan: Let me just comment. I did not plan Tsuna and Yamamoto (yes, it's those two, who snapped because their mothers were targeted, if people are wondering) to act like that. It just happened. Also, Lambo was still a baby when they met and Mukuro and Chrome were twins...and yeah, Ryohei is the most enthusiastic about Hamaguri and Nana knows their slightly illegal actions. Well, what can I say? A town filled with criminals makes people less normal.

*jikeidan - vigilance committee, vigilante corps, vigilante

*hamaguri - clam