Alright, I had this sudden inspiration, and I just had to write it down. It's the weekends after all! :D

As usual, this is multi-chaptered, and it's 1827. AU, by the way.

Chapter O N E

To Japan

Tsuna trudged towards the airport, his mouth a grim slash. He was going back to Japan- to Namimori… where Kyo-pon was. A small smile broke through his serious demeanor for a split-second as fond thoughts about his childhood friend filled his mind.

He shook his head, clearing himself of any pleasant memories. The past was the past. There was no point in reminiscing about his childhood- not after that incident had happened.

"Is anything the matter, Tsunayoshi-sama?" One of his bodyguards questioned lightly, false concern plastered on his face. Tsuna shook his head wearily, slipping back into his stony façade. It didn't matter who they were; subordinates or bodyguards, they were all the same.

They were in it for the money. They all were.

As if their boss' life mattered to them.

What he would do to have Kyo-pon with him right now. He was probably the only one who had genuinely cared about him. Tsuna stared morosely at a pair of teenagers who were nudging each other and laughing, thinking back to the times where he and his friend would hang out together, laughing at nothing in particular.

It was just too bad that things had to change.

His footsteps quickened as he strode towards the departure hall, pulling his beanie over his head, hoping that his conflicting emotions would stay hidden, at least for now. There was a chorus of grunts and shuffling footsteps as his bodyguards hurried to catch up to him.

"We have arrived in Japan…" A monotonous voice crackled over the loud speakers; Tsuna woke up with a start, headphones slipping over his ears. He caught them deftly and, ignoring his snoring bodyguards, made his way off the plane quietly. If he was lucky, he could probably get a few hours of head start before anyone even noticed he was gone.

Dragging his suitcase out of the airport, he hailed for a cab, ignoring a giggling group of passing girls who tried to catch his attention. 'Fakes,' he thought, gritting his teeth together in anger. 'They're just out to get my money, anyway.'

Tsuna's eyes widened as he took in the not-so-pleasant sight of his house through the window of the cab. Weeds were overgrown over the once magnificent lawn, and the walls of his house looked like they were in the last stages of decomposition. Heaving a sigh, he handed some money over to the cab driver, before dragging his suitcase out towards his house, cursing as he accidentally beheaded the already sparse number of dandelions that were originally hidden from sight under a pile of weeds.

Stupid Tsuna, he scolded himself. And he was extremely against plant abuse, too.

Hopping on pebbles to avoid dealing any more damage to his already almost entirely ruined garden, Tsuna finally managed to reach the door with his luggage still miraculously intact. A horrified gasp tore from his lips as the doorknob came off in his hands, and feeling thoroughly frustrated, he simply kicked down the door in front of him with relative ease and stepped inside the house after a short moment of hesitation.

Coughing from the plume of dust that had risen out of practically nowhere, his eyes darted around the house that he used to live in with his mother and father. A wave of nostalgia hit him, and he spent a few minutes in silence, before rolling up his sleeves expertly. It was time to give the house a complete makeover.

Hm. Well, here are the basic setting of the story.

Tsuna is 16 years old here, and Kyo-pon is as well. As for who he is... well, I'm sure you've guessed it- Kyoya. Lol. Don't ask me about the -pon, I just had this sudden obsession with it, and I just had to put it on Hibari's name!

Tsuna may seem a little weird to you in this fic... Well. I decided to make him less dame and more... boss-like.

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Thanks for reading!