Updated [2017-11-09]

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Chapter 2

Unknown location and time

Sawada Tsunayoshi, Vongola Decimo

The sounds of explosions had died out and Tsuna began to wonder if he would actually find the source before the people causing them disappeared. As he followed the sounds he had gathered some hints of where and when he could be in the possible time line of Earth's history. Obviously before electricity, but when he looked at the architecture he had passed on his way he was pretty sure he wasn't in the 1800s at least. Maybe 1700s, however it was actually just as likely to be somewhere in the 1400s as Tsuna hadn't studied history that far back in any particular detail.

Tsuna stopped for a moment to think his situation through. He was in the past and that was a fact. How far back in the past, he didn't know and he had not talked to anyone yet, so he couldn't figure out if the people would understand him, which opened up another can of worms. If the people of this city couldn't understand him or any of the languages he knew, how would he be able to communicate with them? Maybe he would actually get to see for himself if money were a universal language by all European nations.

Right at this moment he wished he had his guardians by his side, at least then he wouldn't be alone while trying to figure out a solution to his problems. The again, having Hayato and Takeshi bicker constantly would be another set of problems he could do without. Not to mention what Kyoya, Ryohei and Mukuro would get up to when he wasn't looking. Chrome might actually be a blessing if she were here with him, she would at least keep the fighting to a minimum. Lambo… Well, Tsuna wasn't sure if he actually wanted to face Lambo at the moment. On one hand, it wasn't Lambo's fault that Tsuna was in this predicament and on the other hand it was because of Lambo's bazooka that Tsuna is wherever he is.

Tsuna could feel how his flames tried to reach for his guardians but not getting anything back across the bond they shared. Again, he began to feel something akin to panic beginning to settle in his being. He could not feel his guardians!

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2012

Unknown location, Sicily

Reborn and the gang

The sounds of weapons being held tightly and being brandished filled the ears of the five people on the floor namely – Irie, Lambo, I-pin, Spanner and Giannini.

- "How come..." Began a familiar voice filling the silence. "How come it always happen something, when I turn my eyes off of you, ahoshi?" Growled an irritated storm guardian. "What have I told you about that stupid bazooka, of yours?"

Lambo was scared. He knew the reason why everybody was angry was because of him, but it honestly wasn't his fault. He hadn't known what would happen and neither had the others.
- "You said..." Lambo began shakily, trying to focus on Gokudera. Gokudera would know how to make everything right again, he had seen more times than he could count that Gokudera could do everything. So, it might not be impossible that he would find a solution to this and bring Tsuna back.

The sound of the safety being taken of a gun sounded in the room and Lambo felt a chill running along his spine.

- "Don't answer that, if you speak I will fill your head with lead." Reborn threatened the teen and inched his gun closer to the former's head. All the other guardians stood in front of the door way. Gokudera, Takeshi, Hibari, Mukuro, Chrome and Ryohei. How had they all arrived at the same moment?

Lambo closed his mouth with a snap as he glanced at the former sun Acrobaleno. Reborn didn't look mad but he had this very sinister aura surrounding him and Lambo decided this might actually be one of those times where he should just stay silent.

- "Herbivore." Came the almost silent command from Hibari Kyoya, the cloud guardian.

Lambo quickly shot a glance towards Reborn and Gokudera. Should he speak or not?

- "Speak ahoshi, we are waiting for an explanation. Where is Tsuna?" Growled Gokudera, when he finally noticed that the Decimo weren't in the mechanic's office.

- "Tsuna activated the bazooka and he hasn't come back." Mumbled Lambo while trying to ignore the anxiety he felt. At this moment, he really just wanted everything to get back to normal and he would even obey Tsuna for a whole year or more if he just came back!

- "What do you mean he hasn't come back?!" Roared the group by the entrance.

Lambo chanced a glance around the room and felt himself shrinking in the face of the incredulous and slightly angry faces of his fellow guardians. Sometimes he really hated being the youngest of the guardians, because almost all of them treated him as if he was too young to understand his role as a guardian. Sometimes he encouraged that perception, but right now he didn't want to be treated as the irresponsible little kid that they had to endure and always clean up after. Lambo had his pride too and at this moment he felt it crumble inside of him.

- "All of you know, right? The bazooka is just supposed to work for five minutes at a time and swap the bodies of a ten-year interval. Tsuna didn't come back after the five minutes although the bazooka is back and we don't know where he went!" Breathed Lambo and looked pleadingly for the mechanics/science team to explain why.

- "Spanner. Report." The hitman said sharply, his deadly calm was scary for everyone in the room. Spanner sat in front one of the many computers, typing like the devil was after him. It might as well be, Reborn was a sadist hitman.

- "Well... The bazooka appears to be working perfectly, the stats seems to be normal..." Spanner said after his eyes scanned information from another computer that beeped.

- "But?" Drawled Yamamoto, sensing a catch in there somewhere.

- "But it appears like, that we can't locate the Vongola Decimo. According to these readings that I and Shoichi have, the boss isn't in any time frame of the future.

- "Which means?" Hibari asked impatiently.

- "The boss is not in the future nor is he in the present, that concludes that he is somewhere in the past."

The silence that descended on the people in the crowded office of the mechanics was terrifying.

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Unknown location and time

Sawada Tsunayoshi, Vongola Decimo

Suddenly without warning a cloud of smoke came from one of the many alleys and Tsuna brought his arm up with his face in the crook of the arm to prevent himself from breathing in the smoke. The smoke was thick and Tsuna wondered briefly if this is the ambush he thought would have happened hours ago. Soon a figure appeared in the smoky fog, although a lot shorter than Tsuna expected, and the figure ran right into him. The collision made Tsuna wheeze and the small person who ran into him fall to the ground.

When Tsuna caught his breath, he realized that the small person was actually a child. A child who looked incredibly terrified and shocked. Tsuna himself let his eyes run over the boy and he felt like the boy looked somewhat familiar, yet Tsuna couldn't exactly place where he had seen this boy before. Perhaps it was the spikey blond hair which looked eerily like his own brown spikes or maybe the eyes which also resembled his own orange-brownish ones. After all that particular colouring of the eyes were a very rare genetical trait mostly found in the main Vongola Famiglia.

Tsuna judged that the child must be around eight years old by the boy's height, although Tsuna knew from experience that height actually had no relevance to age. He himself was a perfect example of that.

While Tsuna was busy pondering, the boy also ran his gaze up and down the man in front of him. The man looked familiar, almost like a future version of himself with the only physical difference being their haircolouring, and the boy engraved the image deep into his mind. The man was wearing strange clothes and he emitted an atmosphere that made the boy weirdly enough feel safe. Perhaps it was the first time in his short life he had ever felt that way.

- "Excuse my rude manners, but are you alright?" Tsuna quickly asked before the situation could become awkward and reached out a hand to help the boy to stand up from the dusty road.

The child seemed taken aback for a moment, before reaching out and grasped the hand helping him. For a split second both man and boy felt something connect as their hands touched each other. Abruptly a small orange flame appeared on their foreheads and their eyes changed into a pure orange. In the time of that single second, everything changed…

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Unknown location and time

A single man walked along a corridor, a corridor that looked nothing like it really, with slightly upturned lips. It was perfect, simply perfect how his plan come to fruition. Not all players have arrived, yet everything is going according to the plan. Honestly, the man thought as he continued through the corridor, Sawada Tsunayoshi always meets his expectations and more.

However, it's best to be careful. Although Tsunayoshi does what he wants most of the time, that man had this tiny irritating habit of gaining the upper hand every single time they played. That intuition of his is seriously cheating, however, this time that gift will be as useful as pile of mud.

There is no way back.

Time has already gone through the point of no return.

Perhaps, Tsunayoshi would hate him if he knew or maybe he would forgive him, just like he always does. No matter. After all, there is no going back and time has already reached a point of no return.

Let's see if the others have moved to their starting spots. It wouldn't do to leave Tsunayoshi alone, who knows what the man will do left to his own devices. Even if the gift of intuition turned into a pile of mud, that man would and could use it with an alarmingly intimidating accuracy. So, distractions are in order. Who should it be? Ah, yes. The right-hand man, Gokudera Hayato, was it? Yes, he will do.

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2012

Unknown location, Sicily

Reborn and the gang

No one could believe it.

Gokudera Hayato had simply 'poofed' out of existence just like that. Everyone who had seen the occurrence happening right before their eyes were still speechless. It was like losing the 10th all over again except the absence of a complete silence, instead everyone began to hurl questions or trying to find out where he had gone.

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To be continued...