Summary: Tsuna has a secret, he is fulfilling a self appointed mission of assisting the Vongola from the shadows with an alias, the Black Shinigami, a cold-blooded assassin with the task of removing all "bugs" that trouble the Vongola. But, he has no interest in actually being a part of the family, so how can he prevent his secret from getting out AND figure out a way to escape his destiny as the Vongola family's 10th don?
Disclaimer: No, I don't own KHR, I wish I did, but I don't.
A/N: This is my first ever fanfic so be nice... plz...
"Talking"
'Thinking'
Vongola Headquarters, Italy: October 9th, 7:12 AM
"What did you call me here for, Nono?"
The Vongola don sat at his desk gazing seriously at the arcobaleno, "Then Black Shinigami has struck again" he paused and gazed out the window at the sprawling city of Rome, "this time he took out Carlo."
The arcobaleno scoffed, "Based on the investigation, he has been selling information to rival families, I cannot call this a 'hard hit' to the Vongola, if anything, he is doing us a favor." He pulled down his fedora to cover his eyes, 'though I am surprised someone could kill him so easily, he is quite the adversary', "What is the real reason you called me here, boss?" he inquired twirling a green gun around his finger.
Timoteo chuckled, "Sharp, as usual, Reborn" he turned back to the assassin, "I'm sending you to Japan" he stated seriously.
Reborn stopped twirling his gun and gazed calmly to his boss, "So you have decided," Nono nodded in response. "Very well, I will make sure Lemitsu's son will become a worthy successor to Vongola." Without another word he strode out of the office, closing the door behind him. Timoteo sighed, "So it has begun."
Nanimori, Japan: October 9th, 8:00 AM
"Tsu-kun, you're gonna be late for school!" Sawada Nana scolded her sleepy son curled up in his bed, "It's already 8:00 you know." At that Tsuna jolted awake, and in the process got tangled up in his sheets and promptly fell out of bed.
"Kaa-san, don't surprise me like that" Tsuna complained rubbing the bump on his head. Nana laughed "ok ok tsu-kun, now go get ready" she called back as she drifted downstairs to make breakfast.
Tsuna sighed, 'geez why did she have to wake me up already... she could've given me five more minutes and I'm exhausted with that hit last night...' he glanced at the clock, "Crap, it's already 8:10!"
Nana watched cheerfully at her son running by the table, grabbing the toast and dashing out the front door yelling "IM GOING TO SCHOOL NOW BYEEEE!" She waved back, smiling at her son.
Contrary popular belief, Sawada Nana was well aware of her husband's profession, it's not like she was an idiot or anything, she simply accepted the facts and didn't question Lemitsu about it. Of course she took proper action being the wife of a Mafioso: she kept a shotgun under the bed at all times, invested in home security, and -of course- made sure her son could defend himself by making him take martial arts since he was three. And yet he was still always bullied at school, why didn't he fight back? And his abysmal grades, 'I was pretty sure that he got pretty good grades in elementary... and he studies quite a bit too... ah well' Nana shrugged and pushed those thoughts away as she prepared to go grocery shopping.
At that moment Tsuna was running for his life towards school, he glanced at his watch 'only ten minutes until school! WAHHH I don't wanna get bitten to death by Hibari-san!' Within seven minutes was in sight of the school, breathing a sigh of relief he dashed into his seat just as the bell rang. Little did he notice the large amount of stares directed at him, as well as the sporadic nosebleeds. He was quite a figure in Nami-chu*, though he strived to be the opposite. He carefully maintained barely passing grades in all his classes as well as an embarrassing gym record for the sole purpose not to draw attention to himself, especially from his grandfather currently looking for a successor. He aimed to be completely and utterly unremarkable, hard, with his looks that always attracted attention.
His looks were hopelessly cute and girlish, much to his dismay, he attracted too much attention from both sexes and that was a large problem with his goal of being unnoticed. He sighed in his seat as class began.
Yamamoto Takeshi who at the moment was sitting next to the doodling boy next to him smiled, 'looks like Sawada-san woke up late AGAIN' Tsuna was also famous for constantly being late and often falling victim to Hibari Kyouya, the intimidating head of the Discipline Committee. He chuckled quietly.
Tsuna was utterly BORED he had long since mastered the topic this lesson. Nezu-sensei was giving him dirty looks, that fraud, he thought bitterly as he dreaded the oncoming test that he would be forced to flunk and see that gloating face. He inwardly sighed and continued to doodle as the class went on. The rest of the day passed in a blur, throughout the school many people approached him, when he would hurriedly reject them and run off, panicking.
By the end of the day he was utterly drained, 'why do I have to put so much effort to remain inconspicuous... and it's not like the constant love confessions are helping the situation' He sat at the front steps and marinated in his thoughts until he heard a voice behind him, "No students are allowed in school grounds after classes end, herbivore." Tsuna sweat-dropped and looked behind him to see Hibari-san with his tonfas-of-death drawn.
Hibari Kyouya always found this particular herbivore puzzling, though he labeled him as a herbivore, he always had a nagging feeling that maybe he was wrong. 'Perhaps this Sawada Tsunayoshi was more than what meets the eye...' "HIIEEE! HIBARI-SAN! I'M VERY SORRY! PLEASE DON'T BITE ME TO DEATH! FORGIVE ME!" squealed the herbivore that was running away. 'No that can't be possible' Hibari reassured himself as he walked back into the school building.
As soon as he was out of sight Tsuna stopped sprinting... 'phew for a second there I was worried Hibari-san suspected me...' he breathed a sigh of relief and continued home.
Sawada Household: October 9th, 10:00 PM
Tsuna sat at his desk quietly studying when his phone rang 'calling this late at night, it's probably Vittore' he answered "Mushi mushi*, who is this?"
"You should already know by now Tsuna" replied the voice on the other end. Tsuna laughed, so it was Vittore.
Vittore of the Astuzia family was Tsuna's only connection to the mafia. His family had countless connections throughout the underworld, and apparently enough for them to find Tsuna. Vittore, who was the new boss of the famiglia, had offered Tsuna a position for his great talent in not only assassination but his surprisingly skilled hacking talent, but Tsuna had refused. However both had remained friends for the past four years and Vittore would provide any information that Tsuna would need.
"What is it that you want?" Tsuna enquired.
"My famiglia, the Astuzia, get a lot of information from the underworld, and I have some bad news for you" Vittore continued gravely. Tsuna listened quietly, bracing himself for the news.
"Reborn left for Japan earlier today"
Tsuna cursed inwardly. Reborn leaving for Japan could only mean one thing 'so the old man has decided, hasn't he?'
"It looks like my job tonight will be my last for a while" Tsuna replied ruefully.
"Are you referring to Ermanno?" Vittore questioned, he -after all- was the one who informed Tsuna of an enemy of the Vongola arriving only a week ago.
Vittore always found it odd that Tsuna, who would support the Vongola for the shadows would be so against joining the famiglia as the boss. When he asked Tsuna about it he only replied "I want to help out my dad and my 'grandfather' as much as I can, but I don't want to join a mafia famiglia and have to leave my mom by herself." Vittore had supposed it was a noble reason and didn't question his friend any further. Tsuna continued to talk, shaking Vittore out of his daze,
"I've been tracking him the past week and I found the perfect time to hit him, at about 1o'clock in the morning he leaves the sake bar and heads to his apartment. On the way there he has to cross through a small alley, I'm making my move there"
Vittore agreed, "But be careful, Reborn likely is already in Japan by then, be sure not to get caught" he warned.
Tsuna nodded "I'll be sure to be careful, Vittore"
Both hung up and Tsuna rubbed his forehead from an oncoming headache. 'How will I get myself out of this mess?'
Tsuna continued to study until the clock read 12:45. He got ready. He changed into an outfit that was completely black, black skinny jeans, a black button down shirt, black converse, and a black masquerade ball mask. He grabbed a deck of cards from his desk that had been a present from Vittore and stole out the window, landing gracefully on the ground.
He ghosted through the town, avoiding the Discipline Committee patrols, and into the narrow alley way on the far side of town. He waited on a roof until he spotted the drunken Ermanno stumbling through the alley way.
Ermanno of the Spietato famiglia prided himself to being un-killable. Countless assassins sent by the Vongola had tried to assassinate him to no avail. He felt this time would be no different as he saw the black clothed figure jumping from the roof to block his path. He laughed "So the Vongola has sent another bug to kill me, eh? I'll squash you like I did the others."
The voice merely replied "Wrong" and before Ermanno could react the assassin lifted a single playing card and efficiently cast the card at him before the world went black.
Tsuna tugged at the string connected to the card and it flew back into his hand. He was disappointed, he had hoped the 'un-killable' Ermanno would be more of a challenge, at least he wanted to use his dying-will flames rather than his reinforced playing cards attached to wire.
With his work finished he dashed home, desperate for some sleep and simply leapt through his window into his room.
Minutes later a small figure wearing a fedora with a small green reptile on top strode up to the house, smirked, and placed a single flyer into the mailbox.
* Nami-chu refers to the middle school
* Mushi mushi is a phrase said when answering the phone
SOOOO? should i continue? please review and tell me your opinions so i know whether or not i should continue this story and what i should fix... THANKS FOR READING!