KHR: Decimo Primo

{Namimori High School}

"Hahaha, look at the look of No Good Tsuna, was he still sleeping just now?"

"That guy likes to be distracted in class, it's normal if he can't answer the Teacher's question!"

"Teacher, let Tsuna sit down! With him acting like this the class won't ever finish. After all, this guy probably doesn't even know the answer to the question as basic as this!"

However Unknown to everyone in the class the boy they were making fun of was only acting stupid and was not at all like they thought in reality, the boy named Tsunayoshi Sawada was not just your average 1st-year High school student but was a member of the largest Mafia Familigia in the world the Vongola Famiglia. 

With the snide remarks coming from his classmates and laughing voices surrounding him the boy at the center of the ridicule laughed along and acted embarrassed mentally sighing in his head as he thought.

 This acting of being stupid is getting so annoying after these past few years of nothing happening I know it's for my safety but does the old man Nono think I need to fake being dumb just to show off to those rebellious members that I'm no threat.

 After all, even though I'm still just 16 this year I'm already strong enough to handle some of the senior members of the family and have already learned most if not all of the lessons taught in the school curriculum til my high school graduation.

As Tsuna continued to murmur in his seat the laughter died down as the teacher continued the lecture once again. However, as Tsuna started to doze off again he suddenly heard a thud from nearby and as he turned his head to look he then saw a beautiful girl with short golden brown hair who was also looking at him like the others before.

But instead of the usual look of pity and mockery for being stupid, he saw a look of worry and kindness that was beautiful to Tsuna who was used to seeing the dark side of people due to the line of work he was in as a member of the Vongola Familigia which despite being the most powerful Mafia was still not a perfect organization.

As Tsuna recalled his experiences from the past of seeing various crimes like murder, robbery, kidnapping, and such from enemy families he stopped in the few missions his father Iemitsu Sawada who was also his boss as he worked part-time in CEDEF has allowed him to partake in the recent years.

Tsuna always felt nauseous whenever he saw crimes like those after the missions even then he thought to himself that he should be used to it by now and it was a perfectly normal event in the Mafia world. Despite this Tsuna still retained his morals as he vowed to never take a life despite it being known as a weak attitude by others in the mafia world. 

So Tsuna who had gotten used to seeing the vileness of human nature from his experience seeing kind people such as the girl with short golden brown hair known as Kyoko Sasagawa his classmate for over 5 years now had caused Tsuna to develop a crush on her.

As Tsuna unknowingly started to stare once again into Kyoko's Seat as he started to daydream once again, the teacher once again noticing his behavior of not paying attention once again after just being scolded a while ago got angry and said.

"Tsunayoshi Sawada, if you can't answer the question fine but at least listen to the lecture, now is not the time for daydreaming about your classmate! Pay attention or I'll send you to detention."

As Tsuna heard this he finally snapped out of his stupor and blushed as he saw everyone looking at him and noticed his look toward Kyoko.

Due to this event, the class once again erupted in laughter at Tsuna's plight for getting called out by the teacher once again and some even joked about him and Kyoko being a thing.

While this was happening on Tsuna's end the other recipient of attention Kyoko Sasagawa was also blushing as her best friend who sat just beside her started chatting with her a teased her with a joking tone saying. 

"Hey, Kyoko-chan, it seems that Tsuna has been caught again for looking at you poor guy."

"Huh? Was he looking at me?"

Kyoko showed a blushing expression, unable to understand what Hana meant.

Kurokawa Hana smiled seeing her friend's dense reaction to the mutual feeling crush she saw Kyoko and Tsuna had and said no more.

In her opinion, although Tsunayoshi Sawada was good-looking and pretty decent in sports, he was still no good.

Kyoko is her best friend, after all, she can't give her best friend to such an immature boy.

If he wants to pursue Kyoko, Tsuna still needs to work hard for a long time!

"But compared to other perverts, Tsuna is at least a gentle person..."

Kurokawa Hana cut off her thoughts and continued to whisper to Kyoko.

Tsuna didn't know these things, of course, as he was busy acting once again toward his other classmates, putting on the usual mask of the bumbling, good-for-nothing Tsuna.

Tsuna didn't know these things, of course, as he was busy acting once again toward his other classmates, playing the part of the bumbling, no-good Tsuna.

The rest of the day passed in a blur of teasing, scolding from the teachers, and the usual routine. He barely noticed the time pass as the bell rang to signal the end of class. It was just another ordinary day—another day of pretending to be someone he wasn't.

He packed his things slowly, not in any rush to leave the classroom. The noise of his classmates still lingered in the air, but it didn't bother him anymore. He had grown used to the whispers and laughter. In a way, they were comforting and predictable. Nothing ever really changed.

As Tsuna walked out of the classroom, he kept his head down, trying to avoid the gaze of anyone who might be watching. His thoughts were a jumble of frustration and exhaustion from constantly keeping up the act.

Even if he hated it, he knew he had to continue this way for the sake of everyone around him. No one could know the truth about who he was—about the dangerous world he belonged to.

But just as Tsuna was about to leave the school building and head home, a voice called out to him.

"Tsunayoshi Sawada!"

Tsuna froze, recognizing the voice immediately. He turned around to see Reborn, his "tutor" from the Vongola Famiglia also known as the world's strongest hitman and a person he had known for a few years now as his Tutor assigned by Vongola Nono and his Father in guiding him to becoming the next head of Vongola.

Reborn his Tutor who also looked nothing more than a small infant wearing a black suit and a fedora casually strolling toward him. Reborn was always so calm and collected like nothing ever fazed him. But Tsuna knew better. Reborn was not someone you could ignore he was a constant reminder of the life Tsuna had no choice but to lead.

"Reborn..." Tsuna mumbled, bracing himself for whatever was coming next. He had gotten used to Reborn's surprise visits over the years, but he still couldn't shake the feeling of unease whenever the small, deadly tutor showed up.

Reborn didn't say anything at first. He just tilted his head, eyes hidden behind those ever-present sunglasses, and observed Tsuna for a moment.

"You've been slacking off in school again," Reborn finally said, his tone as stern as ever. "How many times do I have to remind you? Your training is far from over."

Tsuna sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "I know, Reborn. I've been... distracted, I guess."

"'Distracted,' huh?" Reborn raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a small smirk. "Well, if you're done with school, it's time to focus on something more important. You'll need to be ready for what's to come."

Tsuna didn't respond right away. Instead, he looked around, almost as if hoping no one would overhear. He had grown used to the strange missions and lessons that Reborn put him through, but there were still times when he wished things were different—when he could just be a normal high school student without the weight of his family's expectations on his shoulders.

Reborn seemed to sense Tsuna's hesitation. "No time to waste," he said, taking a step forward. "We've got work to do."

As the two of them made their way outside, Tsuna found his thoughts drifting back to something Reborn had said—about being ready for what was to come. The truth was, Tsuna had no idea what the future held, but the memory of how it all began... that was something he could never forget.

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11 years ago

Iemitsu's Perspective

The plane had just landed, and Iemitsu Sawada, always the laidback, seemingly carefree father, stood at the airport, the familiar hum of the engines still ringing in his ears. Despite his outward demeanor, there was an undeniable heaviness in his chest today. His mind raced with thoughts of the meeting ahead, one that would ultimately shape the future of his son, Tsunayoshi. The day he had been avoiding for so many years had arrived.

Though Iemitsu's role in the Vongola Famiglia was one of authority, he had always kept his family separated from his mafia life. Tsuna had lived an ordinary childhood in Namimori, unaware of the dangerous world his father came from. Iemitsu had done everything in his power to shield him from that life, but now it was time for Tsuna to learn the truth—he was the heir to the Vongola throne, and his inheritance couldn't be delayed any longer.

As he walked toward the car waiting to take him to his meeting, Iemitsu pulled out his phone, and read a brief message from Vongola Nono, the head of the Vongola Famiglia.

"I'll meet you at the designated location. It's time."

Iemitsu sighed. He couldn't avoid it anymore. He had kept Tsuna safe, kept him in the dark about the Mafia, but now the truth would come crashing into his life.

The trip had been necessary. He'd been away for months, and it was finally time for him to meet Nono, to face the consequences of his choices. The future of the Vongola Famiglia depended on the next steps. And Tsuna—his son—was at the center of it all.

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Arriving at Vongola Nono's Residence

The sleek black car stopped outside a well-guarded mansion, away from the public eye. The guards at the entrance immediately recognized him, bowing as he stepped out of the vehicle. They ushered him inside, where he was greeted by Vongola Nono himself.

Timoteo, an older man with a commanding presence, was dressed in a simple Hawaiian shirt that seemed to contradict the weight of his position. He was calm, his every word laced with authority and purpose. It was impossible to ignore the power he carried. Even after years of working for the Famiglia, Iemitsu still felt a shiver down his spine in the presence of the Vongola boss.

"Welcome back, Iemitsu," Nono greeted with a warm smile, though his eyes were serious, knowing what the conversation ahead would entail. "I trust your journey was not too taxing?"

Iemitsu bowed slightly, his face betraying the anxiety he had long kept hidden. "It was, Nono. I apologize for the delay. There were… other matters to attend to."

Vongola Nono nodded knowingly, his expression unchanging. "I understand. But now, the time has come. You've delayed it for years, but Tsunayoshi cannot remain ignorant forever. The Vongola cannot wait any longer."

Iemitsu hesitated. "But he's just a child, Nono. He has no idea about our world, about what he's destined to inherit. I can't just throw him into this life."

"You have done well, Iemitsu," Nono said gently but firmly. "But you cannot shield him from his destiny forever. Tsuna must know the truth—he must understand what he's become. He is the heir to the Vongola. And it is time for him to understand that legacy."

Iemitsu's heart sank. This was the moment he had been dreading. "I just wanted him to be… normal. A normal child, with a normal life. Why does it have to be this way?"

"Because it is who he is," Nono replied softly, but with unwavering certainty. "You cannot change what is in his blood, Iemitsu. He is the future of the Vongola. You have done everything you can to protect him. Now it's time to guide him."

With a heavy heart, Iemitsu knew there was no turning back. Tsuna would meet the Vongola world today—whether he was ready or not.

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Tsuna's Perspective: A Quiet Afternoon at Home

Back in Namimori, Tsunayoshi Sawada, a five-year-old boy with wild, spiky hair, sat on the floor of the living room, playing with his soldiers. His tiny hands maneuvered the figures around, lost in his imaginary world. Life was simple for Tsuna, and he had no idea how drastically it would soon change.

As he was engrossed in his game, he heard the sound of the front door opening. Tsuna looked up, curious, but not thinking much of it. His mother, Nana, was in the kitchen, humming a tune while she prepared dinner. Tsuna stood up and walked over to the hallway, peering around the corner.

He froze.

A tall man stood in the doorway, his presence overwhelming. Tsuna's wide eyes locked onto the man as he entered the house, followed closely by his father, Iemitsu. Tsuna's father was home, but it wasn't him Tsuna was focused on now. It was the old man who walked beside him.

The man was dressed simply in a Hawaiian shirt, as though he were on vacation, but there was an undeniable authority about him. Even a five-year-old like Tsuna could feel the weight of his presence. It wasn't just the way he dressed or his posture—it was the way everyone in the room reacted. His mother stood quickly, bowing her head deeply in respect. Tsuna had never seen his mother behave like this before.

"Papa, who's that?" Tsuna whispered, his small voice trembling slightly as he looked up at his father.

Iemitsu smiled down at his son, trying to maintain some sense of normalcy despite the tension in the air. "This is… an important guest, Tsuna. His name is Timoteo otherwise known as Vongola Nono the current head of Vongola."

Tsuna's eyes widened as he tried to understand. The name meant nothing to him, but the way his father's tone shifted—respectful, almost cautious—made him realize this person was more than just a guest.

Vongola Nono turned his gaze to Tsuna, his eyes gentle, yet intense. "Hello, Tsunayoshi," he greeted the boy in a calm, measured voice. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you."

Tsuna blinked, unsure how to respond. He felt both intimidated and strangely drawn to the man. "Hello…" he murmured as he said so shyly compared to his 16-year-old self Tsuna during this time was still quite shy and naive.

Nono knelt at Tsuna's level, his eyes meeting the boys in a way that made Tsuna feel like this wasn't just a simple meeting. This was something more important than anything he had ever known.

"I've heard a lot about you, Tsuna," Nono said. "Your father has told me how much you've grown. You're a special boy, and one day, you will inherit something very important. Do you understand?"

Tsuna shook his head, his confusion growing. He glanced up at his father for reassurance, but Iemitsu only gave him a tight smile, one filled with regret and something else Tsuna couldn't quite place.

"You will understand in time," Nono added, standing up and turning to Iemitsu. "I trust that you will explain everything to him when the time is right. For now, we have much to discuss."

Tsuna's world seemed to shift slightly, his childish mind unable to process what had just transpired. He could feel the tension, but he had no way of understanding the gravity of the situation. He only knew that something was different now.

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As the evening continued, Iemitsu sat down with his son, preparing him for the truth, though Tsuna didn't fully grasp what that truth would mean for him just yet. But one thing was certain—Tsuna's life would never be the same again. The moment had arrived for him to understand the legacy of the Vongola Famiglia, and his path forward would be shaped by what had just begun.