Infinite Possibilities, Crucial Decisions

Prolog

Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn does not belong to me, only the fanfiction idea is mine.

Summary: Tsuna gets send to the past by an anonymous attacker and finds himself in Primo's era. While the Vongola Famiglia of the past has problems dealing with an enemy, Giotto comes up with a plan - but Tsuna isn't very happy about the part Giotto wants him to play.

Haven't decided wether there will be any Pairings so if you'd like to see Pairings comment or PM, I'll promise to think about it ^^

30. September 2014: Pairing will be Giotto x Tsuna – and there has been ~100 words added to this chapter, nothing important, they are…just there.

"Tsuna, we'll be going first, okay? Lambo is already nagging." Yamamoto said to his friend, following the now twelve year old Lambo. "Alright. I'll join you in a few minutes." replied the brunet. Even in his vacation Tsuna had to take care of his paperwork. Well, he was a mafia boss, so what did he expect? Adding to the normal paperwork there were also more repair bills than necessary due to his violent guardians – especially Hibari and Mukuro – who seemed to have an urge to destroy everything possible ranging from ancient vases to massive walls. He sighed as he put his signature under the last few documents.

Thinking back, it has been quite some time since he last had time to travel back to his home country together with his guardians –especially to spend some time relaxing together. Sure, there were missions that required his or his guardians' presence in Japan, but it wasn't the same. Even though they still haven't visited Namimori yet, a hot spring visit was pure luxury to the brunet, making him forget the more or less urgent problems of the Vongola Famiglia he left in Italy. Most of his guardians have already gone to the hot spring, so Tsuna decided to follow their example and join them right now.

Before leaving the Japanese-styled room in which he was staying, he made sure to hide his rings and gloves, in case some unexpected visitors were to arrive. He felt uncomfortable leaving his belongings needed to defend himself in the room, since he was used to ambushes and assassination attempts, but he couldn't take them into the hot spring… and leaving them unsecured in a basket instead of his room wasn't the best choice. Well, he doubted that there were any assassins in this hot spring resort in Japan because their stay was secret and most members of his own famiglia didn't even know that their boss wasn't in Italy at the moment – Tsuna only took his guardians with him for a vacation, like always when he got time to make a non-business trip.

As the brunet locked the door, he was greeted by a girl with purple hair wearing an eye-patch with a skull design. "Hello, Boss. It has been a while since I have seen you wearing a yukata." Tsuna smiled at her. "Hi Chrome. You shouldn't call me boss while we're in Japan; Tsuna is fine." Chrome never gave up on calling Tsuna her boss and after Tsuna officially took over as Vongola Decimo seven years ago it spread to a few of his other friends as well – but the others would at least stop if Tsuna told them to, while Chrome didn't. "Are you also heading toward the hot spring, Chrome?" Tsuna asked and the girl nodded. "Then let's go together." After walking a few meters Tsuna's head started hurting badly due to his intuition going crazy all of a sudden. It was a warning, but the mafia boss couldn't see anything causing it, deciding to stay alert. He felt insecure with all the light paper-walls that were so typical for his home country but could be easily shot through.

"Sorry to bother you Chrome, but could you please set up an illusion around us? It feels as if something is terribly wrong…" The brunet's intuition was hurting more and more. "Boss? Are you oka-" "Chrome, get down!" Tsuna jumped at Chrome, pulling her down just as there was a gunshot ripping a hole into the nearest paper-wall. The brunet hissed. He felt a searing pain in his waist that started to spread through his whole body. He was sure, what hit him was no regular bullet since a normal bullet wouldn't cause him this amount of pain. "Boss!" Chrome shouted. She started panicking as she saw Tsuna's pain and the spot the bullet hit him. The wound was bleeding a lot but that wasn't the main problem. Her boss was becoming transparent and Chrome was sure it was no illusion but reality. She tried to grab Tsuna's arm, to hold him and to never let go but failed to do so, rather grabbing the air where his arm used to be.

Tsuna himself did not notice what was happening to him; he only felt the pain from his wound getting worse and his Hyper Intuition going berserk in his head as his consciousness faded away. Tsuna slightly panicked because of his loss of control over his body – Reborn would surely force another of his tort…training sessions onto Tsuna to ensure something like this would never happen again. Well, at least he could spend some time faking sleep to prepare himself for Reborn's wrath.

Tsuna heard a shot although far away – and some curses following. It took him a while to realize that they were in Italian. A soft wind blew some of his hair into his face. He believed he was no longer where he was the moment he was shot. Slowly he opened his eyes – only to find himself leaning against a wall made of brick in a dirty alleyway. He cursed his luck – at least his intuition has calmed down a bit, yet it was still telling him something was going to happen.

Slowly the mafia boss pulled himself back to his feet, happy that the burning pain has disappeared from his waist, although he could feel the bullet and the wound was still bleeding. Steps were coming closer and a group of man dressed in very old-fashioned clothes ran through a nearby street followed by a male with platinum blond hair who wore a trench coat. The part of the street Tsuna could see was then vacant. Interested in what had happened and thinking it would not be the best course of action to stay in a dark alley way, Tsuna headed towards the other street.

Reaching the brighter street, Tsuna looked into the direction the men ran. He believed he knew the pursuer who remembered him of Hibari, his cloud guardian, but if it really was the person Tsuna believed the platinum blonde to be… the mafia boss was in quite some trouble.

"Primo? Have you seen this damn annoyance running around and handcuffing people? He barged into my job attacking my targets." A familiar voice asked Tsuna from behind, making him stiffen. The memories connected with the voice were not the most pleasant. Slowly Tsuna turned around and faced a man who greatly resembled his mist guardian, Mukuro. The man's eyes narrowed "Wait. You are not Primo… but why is there an imposter? Mind telling me what you are doing here?" Eyeing Tsuna's wound the man in a French military uniform added: "And could you explain how you got shot? Were you involved in any… mafia activity perhaps?" Tsuna didn't like the creepy smile forming on the man's face – it had the same effect Mukuro's grins had on him: Tsuna wanted to turn around and leave as soon and as quickly as possible… although he had gotten better in hiding his emotions. The brunet knew he had to answer something to get out of this situation. After thinking for a while how to form his sentence so that the illusionist would not feel challenged to use violence, Tsuna opened his mouth, but it wasn't his voice that filled the street. "Daemon, don't molest innocent residents. I want to protect them and not to frighten them more than the attacking pirates already did."