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Katekyo Dame-Tsuna!

What if Tsuna and Reborn's roles were switched? Reborn is a Sun Arcobaleno in training, and a tutor is sent to help him.

Chapter 1

In a small town in Italy, there lives a young hitman. At the age of seventeen, he's the world's most renown hitman. He's dubbed as the world's greatest hitman alive!

He lives a simple life in a quaint house with an espresso machine and a secret underground base, where he spends most of his time researching information on important targets. As long as he has his regular cup of espresso, he'll be fine.

All is well as Reborn walks to school with an air of superiority around him. His school uniform, consisting of a black suit with a dress shirt of the wearer's choice (it's yellow for Reborn), is crisp and neat. There is not a single wrinkle on it as he walks down the quiet streets in the early morning. His curly sideburns bounce lightly and his yellow-striped fedora is pulled down to shadow his face from the passerbys.

It is a new semester for everyone as Reborn steps into the school compound. Friends who have not seen each other during the holidays are grouped up, chatting excitedly of their experiences during their getaways. Reborn merely smirks as there are whispers around him. He's pretty famous in his town for his dangerous profession, and his good looks. After all, who doesn't love a badboy?

Now, you must be wondering, why would Reborn be schooling when he has such a dangerous profession as a hitman? Well, it's quite simple, really. It's to throw his enemies off of his trail, not that he has one, but you get it. Being a hitman earns you enemies, and even though he is the world's greatest hitman, one can never be too sure wherever one may lurk. Hence, he has to hide as a normal student.

As Reborn enters his homeroom for the semester, it becomes silent and he picks out a seat in the farthest corner of the room. It's not that he is an introvert or a loner, it's a known fact that he does not like to be disturbed. Although it is a known fact, some people just choose to ignore it and try to attack him.

For example, Colonello.

"You won't be able to dodge this, kora!"

There is a loud blast as bullets are shot out of a rifle in the army green teen's hands. Reborn moves a little to his left as the bullets fly pass him, embedding into the bookshelf behind him. As Colonello continues to fire bullets at Reborn, the rest of the class watch warily as a woman walks up behind Colonello.

WHACK!

"Ow! Lal, you don't have to whack me that hard, kora!"

"Baka, I'm your teacher! What do you think you're doing, firing bullets and missing your target? Viper's going to kill me with the ammo funds!"

"Hah, I wasn't missing my target, kora! There was wind blowing into another direction, kora!"

WHACK!

"OW, Lal!"

"Baka, you know you can't lie! Even a kindergartener can see through your lies! Now, get back to your homeroom!"

Reborn settles into his seat comfortably once more as Lal Mirch drags her student out of the homeroom and his homeroom teacher enters to do roll call. Well, as comfortable as one can get on a stiff chair. Pulling his fedora lower over his face, he zones the class out and proceeds to have a light snooze.

Well, Reborn would have gotten his snooze, if it weren't for a latecomer slamming to door open. Growling lowly, he snaps an eye open and glares at an unknown brunette who has entered the room. He whispers something to the homeroom teacher before he is brought to the front of the homeroom with the teacher.

"Everyone, we have a new transfer student joining us today. Please welcome Cielo Puro..."

"Hello, everyone, I'm Cielo Puro. I hope to be good friends with everyone of you."

Oddly enough, the brunette makes strong eye contact with Reborn as he introduces himself. His gaze is steady and unwavering, as if daring Reborn to blink. Their staring contest drags on for another few seconds before Cielo breaks eye contact.

"Do any of you have questions for Cielo?"

Many hands from the girls shoot up, earning an eyebrow raise from Reborn. The teacher calls the first girl from the front row to ask her question.

"Are you single?"

"Yes."

His answer earns many squeals from the girls as they gossip and whisper, calling dibs on him. Meanwhile, the teacher moves on to another girl with her hand up. She stands up to ask her question, leaning over her table a little, showing her cleavage that is revealed a tad too much.

"What is your type of girl, Cielo?" She all but purrs his name.

"I can't be bothered by the type, but my kind of girl is certainly not like you."

She gapes at the brunette at his cold answer, looking like a fish out of fish. The teacher snickers, knowing that no one has turned the girl down, before moving on to the next girl.

"Are you really seventeen? You don't look like one..."

"Yes, I'm seventeen. I just look younger than my age."

The teacher sighs in relief as the question isn't related to dating and girls. Honestly, teenagers... Then, the teacher points at a boy near the back.

"Are you even a guy? You look like a girl, fag." Caramel eyes narrow at the boy.

"Now, now, Marco. What did I tell you about your language?"

"Psh, if he really isn't a fag, he wouldn't be looking like such a girl!"

"Marco!"

"It's okay, Ms. Elice. It's fine."

She frowns disapprovingly at Marco, complying with the brunette's wish and stops reprimanding Marco. She then points at another girl.

"Do you have any brothers?"

"Yes, but I doubt you will be interested in a ten-year-old."

The girl blushes and sits back down, whispering and gossiping with her friends once more. Then, the bell signaling first period rings.

"Ah, that's enough questions for Cielo. You can ask him more when it's recess. Homeroom dismissed."

As the students crowd around the new student, Reborn watches suspiciously from the back. The entire time 'Cielo' spent on the questions, he'd been keeping an eye on Reborn and that's what makes him suspicious of the brunette. Apart from Colonello and the rest of his 'gang', no one dares to look at him straight in the eye.

A research on this 'Cielo Puro' is needed!