Truths of the Past

Summary: In the middle of the Inheritance Ceremony, Tsuna is transported to the past, just after Primo's reign on Vongola has ended. Giotto and his family are now living peacefully in Japan and that is where Tsuna has landed. Here he will try to discover the truth behind Primo's so called betrayal. (Rated K)

Timeline: I don't want to start a debate so let's ignore this and let your imagination run free.

NOTE: This fanfic doesn't have any connection to my other time travel fanfic.

Chapter One

It was as though his world fell apart when the Vongola Rings shattered and hit the ground with a dull thud.

The rings...the true Vongola Rings that we worked so hard to get. Destroyed...Just like that? Tsuna thought. He struggled to look at Enma, his friend. He was already turning his back and walking away.

"Enma...y-you..." He tried to get up but he was losing consciousness fast. The last thing he saw before his eyes closed was the shattered Vongola Ring.

Chrome...They took Chrome...I wasn't able to protect them. Negative thoughts ran through Tsuna's mind as he hit his head to the ground.

"Damn him! Juudaime! The rings, we have to find a way to repair them," Gokudera grunted.

Tsuna wasn't listening. He had felt something when the rings were crushed. Now the feeling was back and it was much stronger.

"Gh...kh..." Tsuna was pressed into the ground by an unknown force that didn't come from Enma's ability. What's happening? His blood grew hot as the unknown feeling pulsed through his body. "Ghaaaaaa!"

Unknown to him, his body was beginning to give off a bright glow, blinding the sight of his friends.

"Sawada!"

Then the light was gone. And so was Tsuna.

Nine year old Sawada Ienari skipped down the road at dawn. He had snuck out of the house, avoiding his mother and father for some adventure time. They would never let him go out alone and he found it unfair. Seriously…who was going to hurt such an innocent, adorable little child?

He had blond hair and light, golden eyes from his father and his bone structure and almond shaped eyes from his mother.

It was an adventure for sure. He even brought along with him his wooden sling to hunt down enemies. Then he spotted something dark lying on the path. His eyes widened and he quickly hid behind a tree. After a second, he emerged again to stare at the lump. He tilted his head. It looked like a person dressed in black, lying on his front.

He walked to up to the person, sling at the ready. Upon a closer inspection, the man looked more like a boy. He knelt down and pulled at the boy's mass of brown hair to look at the face. He seemed to be around fifteen years old. He was also dressed strangely. Ienari has never in his life seen someone wear something so strange.

"Hey, mister? Why are you sleeping on the road? It's dirty and uncomfortable." Ienari frowned when he didn't get a reply.

His eyes were still closed! He poked at the youth's cheek a few times but got no reaction out of it. After a minute of hesitation, he put his sling into the sleeve of his clothing. Since he couldn't get him to wake up, Ienari pushed and shoved until he rolled the stranger over. He gasped when he saw how dirty he was.

"How did you get this dirty? Even I haven't yet!" Leaning in closer to the body, he saw cuts, bruises, and blood.

"O-Oi!" He poked at the boy's side and received a quick inhale of breath.

"Ite..."

"S-Sorry!" Ienari said with tears threatening to fall. He hated giving others pain. "Are you okay? Should I get someone?" He felt for the hurting boy's hands and realised that they were covered by wool.

"...Who are you?" The older boy asked.

"I'm Ienari," Ienari said with a quiet sniff.

"Why are you crying?" The boy tried for a smile. "Oh...and I'm Tsunayoshi." Just then, Tsuna's face contorted into one of panic. "Where am I? What happened to Chrome?"

Ienari tilted his head. "K-Ku...romu...? What is Kuromu?"

Tsuna sat up quickly and screamed. He fell back down and groaned loudly. "Ugh…did I break something?"

Meanwhile, Ienari was panicking. "I'll get my father!" With that he ran back home.

Tsuna sat up gingerly and removed his gloves. He wasn't in as much pain as he thought. It's just that the sudden pain shocked him. He stared at Ienari's back.

"He speaks weird," Tsuna said. "Is it just because he's a kid? And why is he dressed up like someone from hundreds of years ago? A festival? Wait…how did I get here? WHERE'S EVERYBODY ELSE?" He shouted and looked around. He winced again and took off his suit jacket and threw it aside into the forest. It was a silly thing to be wearing.

Ow-ow-ow-ow…

Giotto had a feeling that his son would try for his first solo adventure the next morning. He knew he was right when he heard quiet feet padding down the hall and the quiet struggle to reach for his sling. He sighed and opened his eyes. The sun was barely over the horizon.

"Did he really go?" His wife asked him. Giotto turned to her and smiled. "Yes, he did. He will be back soon. Don't worry. Let's get some more sleep. I bet he will eat the energy out of us once he returns."

She chuckled and snuggled deeper into the covers.

But not much time had passed when they heard the door open loudly and their son scream for them.

"Tou-chan!" He ran to his parent's room and found his father sitting up, looking alert.

"Ienari…what's wrong?"

"Th-There's…" Ienari gasped for air.

"Come here, Ienari," his mother said worriedly with a look to her husband.

"What happened?" Giotto asked and rubbed his hand up and down his son's back. "Take a deep breath."

"He, he, he's…" Ienari gasped again and slowed down.

"He? Who is he?"

"Tsunayoshi! He's hurt!"

Ienari's mother questioned him as Giotto pulled on his outer garments and readied to leave the house.

"Who is Tsunayoshi, dear?"

"I don't really know," he said sadly. "He looks like he's in a lot of pain."

"Where is he?" Giotto asked as he knelt by Ienari.

"He was lying on the path to the forest. I can show you!"

Giotto nodded and took Ienari's hand. "We'll be back soon," he promised his wife.

"Be careful, Ieyasu."

"How does he look?" Giotto asked as they walked.

"He wore funny clothes! Some of it looked like the clothes you don't wear any more that's just folded up now!"

Giotto began to feel unsettled. A foreigner? Here? Injured? Please don't let it be my past haunting me.

"See, he's over there!"

Tsuna turned his head at the voice and his eyes nearly popped out of his head. WHAT IS THIS MADESS? VONGOLA PRIMO IS STANDING RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME!

"Boy, Tsunayoshi, right? Tsunayoshi-kun, are you alright?" Giotto asked. He looked at him up and down. His son was mostly correct about the clothing, although it was far from what he used to wear during his time in Italy. Only a few folds made it similar. The rest looked just as strange to him as it did to his son. The biggest relief to him was not recognising the face.

Tsuna's mouth hung open, unable to form a sentence. "Y-Yes…?" He said weakly. His mind was in a haze. Vongola Primo was standing…no, kneeling, beside him!

"Hm…you don't look okay. Come to my house. We can treat your wounds there." Giotto stood up and reached a hand out for Tsuna's. Ienari was jumping up and down beside him. Giotto saw Tsuna hesitate and realised that it must be because he was a stranger, even though he met his son.

"I'm sorry. I forget my manners most of the time." He bowed slightly and introduced himself. "I'm Sawada Ieyasu, and this is my son, Ienari."

Tsuna stuttered. "Your name is Sawada Ieyasu? But…"

"Yes, I don't look Japanese, do I? I was born and raised elsewhere, but I decided to live the rest of my life here, in Japan." Giotto offered a kind smile. "Now let's get you off that ground, shall we?" Tsuna lifted his hand, his brain going on auto-pilot.

Japan…Primo…Sawada Ieyasu…and his son, Sawada Ienari…uhh…does this mean I time traveled? Really, these things shouldn't even surprise me anymore, not after travelling to the future. No, not at all, this is perfectly normal, he thought. "Perfectly normal," he mumbled absently. Just accept it, Tsuna…You'll wake up soon…

And his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he fainted.

"Whoa!" Giotto caught him before his head hit the rocks.

"He—is he dead?" Ienari asked fearfully.

"No, he just fainted," Giotto murmured and lifted the boy onto his back. "Let's go, Ienari."

"How did he get all those hurts?" Ienari asked as he ran to match the pace his father set.

"I don't know. We will have to ask him when he wakes. Run home and tell your mother to prepare some water and a place for him to lie down."

"Hai!" Ienari ran off.

"Be careful!"

"I know!"

By the time Giotto reached his home, his wife was waiting with a worried expression. "You can put him in here. I'll bring the bandages. He looks like a sorry mess."

"So he does," Giotto agreed and carefully put him down.

"Was he unconscious when you found him?" she asked.

"No, we spoke for a while, but when he tried to get up, he fainted."

"Poor child. His family must be worried sick."

"Kiku, I want to take care of the boy myself when he wakes up," he said to her.

She stiffened and put a hand on his arm. "Do you think he might have to do with your previous life?"

"I don't know… I just don't know."

When Tsuna awoke again, he was staring at a plain ceiling with plenty of sunlight pouring in from the opening to his right which led to the garden. He felt like he was lying on a bed that was rock hard.

"Ugh…" I'm sleeping on the floor…wait. It's a traditional Japanese room…? How'd I get here?

"He's awake!" Ienari shouted. Tsuna winced and tilted his head away from the speakers.

"H-Hah?" Hiiie…right…time travelling… Tsuna sweatdropped. How could I forget?

"We can hear you perfectly fine, Ienari," Giotto said with a smile in his voice. He entered the bare room and said, "You've been asleep for about two hours, Tsunayoshi-kun."

"T-Two hours?" Tsuna yelped. "I'm so sorry!" He tried to sit up but Giotto held out his hands.

"I think it will be best if you stay right where you are…I just finished bandaging you, and I have not done that in a long time so I don't know how well I've done it. And there's no need to apologise. I'm glad to help you."

"O-Okay," Tsuna said.

"Now, how about you tell us how you received these injuries?" Giotto asked as he made himself comfortable on the floor.

"…I was in a fight…" Tsuna mentally hit himself right after he said that. Hiie! Now Primo's going to think that I get myself into fights like how Gokudera-kun does! "W-What I mean is that someone attacked me! And I ran away…"

Giotto nodded his head thoughtfully. "I assume you out ran them."

Tsuna nodded. And then there was a moment of silence as Ienari fidgeted. Then Tsuna just had to ask.

"E-Eto…if you don't mind me asking…where were you from?"

Giotto studied him for a moment and smiled. "I was from Italy. But it's long in the past."

Tsuna's mind raced. He's definitely Primo. And this probably means that…he's not the boss anymore? From what Daemon let slip during the tests…it was his fault that Primo left and let Ricardo become Vongola Secondo. So this is at least around… Tsuna looked at Ienari and guessed. Around ten years after he left. Which means that the Shimon family has also been…been…e…eliminated. Tsuna's face paled.

Giotto saw the change immediately. But he couldn't figure out what caused Tsunayoshi to act this way. Maybe he was more injured than he let on. But his Hyper Intuition was telling him that it was more than that.

"Ne, ne, Tsunayoshi-kun, why were you wearing funny clothes?" Ienari finally blurted out. Tsuna looked at him in surprise.

"Funny clothes? What—hiie! My clothes!"

Giotto winced at the shriek. Why did it sound so familiar? "I dressed you in more comfortable clothing," he explained to the panicking youth.

"O-Oh…ah! What happened to my mittens?" Tsuna asked.

Giotto nodded. "I left them beside your pillow."

Tsuna sighed in relief and picked them up. Reborn would kill him if he lost the gauntlets in a different time frame. Then he remembered Ienari's question.

"Someone was giving it away, and my clothes well…they were dirty, so he gave them to me."

"Ooh," Ienari said with wide eyes. Tsuna smiled. Ienari seemed like a nice kid. He was glad that Primo settled down with a nice family. Except that he was forced to leave behind the rest of the family, the Vongola behind, Tsuna thought grimly.

"Ienari, let's leave Tsunayoshi-kun alone. He looks like he needs more rest," Giotto said and gently pushed his son out the room. He turned back to Tsuna with a gentle smile. "Get some more rest, Tsunayoshi-kun."

"H-Hai…thank you very much S-Sawada…san…"

Giotto nodded and slid the screen back into place.

Tsuna collapsed on the hard mat and yelped. He sighed. Reborn's going to kill me.

-LLM

Published 2013-06-20th

Edited 2013-06-30th (thanks, G L and Tsuna 4 Cn4s!)