Because I haven't updated in a long time, here's a summary:

Tsuna is the younger twin of Sawada family. But, because he was aphasiac, he was locked within the Vongola tower to avoid the possibility of him feeling inferior to his older twin brother, Tsunayoshi.

It turns out that Tsuna's voice was sealed within the Arcobaleno database because of its godly power. There will be a war to determine which of the Libero Cielo (Tsunayoshi), the Cervello, and the Manipulator would be able to claim Tsuna's voice for their personal gain.

All four parties: Arcobaleno, Libero Cielo, Cervello, and Manipulator met during the Vongola party. And the Vindice had initiated a game start to all of them. They were each given eight badges to fight for.

And now to ensure their winning, each of the party gathered their members back, including Vongola, who was missing the holder of the lightning badge, Lampo. Giotto ordered G to find find Lampo and bring him back from Hawaii, where two members of the Cervello held him up.

I hope that clears out things from the last chapter! Enjoy this one~

In which he (will) causes a commotion in the airport.

Guerino de Luca loved Giotto a lot. Don't get him wrong, he wasn't gay and he was so fucking in love with Haru Miura (soon to be Haru de Luca, ooh G is excited). The redhead decided that his love to Giotto, and the extension of his crazy friend's family, was… motherly.

That sounds so awkward…

But that was what he felt, especially to a certain dorky green-haired guy who dared to not come home from his so-called two weeks vacation. Two weeks? G knew that Lampo somehow would be able to screw things over and extend the vacation to last for a month. But extending shit up until it was six months long?

G won't let that slip; even with his tendency to think that 'Lampo's just a kid' this was intolerable.

And so, here he was, in Namimori airport, dragging along a small suitcase Haru had insisted for him to bring. And also, he was waiting for a certain British man who had weird tendency to be late, despite his gentleman origin.

"Nufufu, sorry to keep you waiting, G." Surprises, surprises, Daemon was late.

"You gotta be the only Englishmen out there who came late in every appointments you made." G commented. He was serious, but Daemon laughed it off. "I apologize. I was busy to do something I should have done ages ago." He smirked cryptically. The redhead only narrowed his eyes, but didn't ask any questions.

"The Nightingale Jet is ready to use. I suppose that I will be taking care of your works while you are gone?" G raised one of his eyebrows. "You won't. I'm not going to be long. I'll just see Lampo, grab his collar, and drag him back here." Daemon didn't look convinced, but he didn't say anything. Everyone in Vongola knew that G had some sort of personal vendetta against Daemon. The reason as to why he did was not a secret as well.

Giotto was wise. Even though G had been with Giotto the longest, it didn't change the fact that the redhead was in the same age as him. That was why he normally valued Daemon's opinion more than he did G's, seeing as the blue-haired man was older than they were. It wasn't like Giotto didn't respect G's opinion, he did, but if Daemon countered it, even the redhead himself knew which opinion Giotto would pick.

Daemon chuckled and bowed in a princely fashion, signaling that he could go. G hated it; he saw it like Daemon was mocking him or something… but it was probably the latter. He clicked his tongue and went away.

When he arrived in Holulu International Airport, he sighed. Where was the idiot anyway? He hadn't paid attention to the detail Giotto entrailed while giving him the order to find Lampo. When he was about to take a cigarette from his pocket, his iPhone rang with a loud Michael Jackson's Smooth Criminal.

He loved that song, he felt really badass whenever he heard it, and he was in the mafia! A song like Smooth Criminal really blew his cover, but it was a nice reminder.

He took a glimpse of the caller's photo and smiled as he picked up.

"Haru bets her yaoi collection that you don't know where Lampo-chan is." As expected of the Insight Angel… she knew. It crossed his mind earlier to call Giotto or Alaude so he could ask where the idiot was, but Haru had caught him earlier. The thing was, she was so sure that he didn't know. The brunette prized her yaoi collection very much. So it was impossible for her to make it a betting subject if she wasn't one hundred percent sure.

"You got me," G sighed. He never won an argument against Haru, mostly because she was so well informed about almost everything. The only thing Haru wasn't well informed of was her own personal life. Believe it or not, Haru didn't know her accurate three-sizes when G knew about it the first time they slept together.

It was a bit perverted, yeah, but hey, he was normal. And Haru was his future wife so who cares.

Haru giggled. "Greenhill Hotel, south of Honolulu and near Waikiki beach. Good luck darling~" Haru hung up. She did that often. Ninjas-in, gave him the necessary information, and then ninjas-out. She once said that she should have been called Insight Ninja instead of Insight Angel. "Hahi! Don't you think that it's cooler?" G had scoffed and kissed her forehead. "I can call you my ninja- my kunoichi- if you want," after he said that, Haru did another trademark 'Hahi!' of hers and they had launched into a full blown make out session on top of G's desk, only to be stopped by horridly shocked Knuckle, who came to give his monthly report.

"IN THE NAME OF EXTREME HOLY FATHER!"

G did a facepalm as he entered the taxi and asked the driver to take him to the Greenhill hotel. After that, Giotto had come bursting in laughter. "I'd lock the door before making out if I were you, G." He snickered. "Shut up!" G had said.

Sometimes, his stupidity surprised nobody but himself. For example, Lampo's name was Lampo Greenhill; he was the sole heir to Greenhill hotel chains and resorts. Why didn't he think of that? If there is any hotel that will let that bum stay for six months, it would be his dad's hotel.

Mr. Greenhill was a weird man with strange affection towards his own son. Lampo was an only child, and Mr. Greenhill spoiled him like he was some sort of royal prince. The only reason why Lampo even joined the Vongola was because of Giotto.

Apparently, it was in the middle of a festival. Lampo had gotten lost but was too afraid to ask people around. Giotto was the one who found him and helped him. Lampo felt indebted and decided to follow the moronic blond as gratitude.

He arrived in Greenhill hotel and paid no haste to the hula girls dancing in the lobby. The redhead slammed his fists on the receptionist desk. "Lampo Greenhill. Which room is he staying in?" He said as pleasantly as possible, even when he was twitching like crazy. The receptionist lady scampered away and gave him the room's number. And as he expected, the exclusive top floor penthouse.

He knocked the door like any other normal person would, and heard a lazy call of 'come in' from within.

And once he spotted a mop of green hair, he caught the kid in a headlock. "G-G-G-G!" Lampo stuttered, clearly out of breath. "Now, now, what should I do to a certain dick who dares to prolong his vacation for six months?" He said with a menacing smile. Lampo shouted in holy terror. "I-I-IT'S NOT THAT I DON'T WANT TO GO HOME! I'VE BEEN WATCHED!" The green-haired kid flailed within his grasps.

G let go of the kid and let him catch his breath. "Okay you better fucking elaborate or I'll shoot you in the nuts." He reached to his gun in his pocket. Lampo wailed. "Okay! Okay! A few months ago when I was about to return to Japan, two kids stood in my way." G cocked his head. "Kids…? And you let them fuck around with you?"

"Hey! They're members of A.H.A! What can I do?" Lampo sweatdropped. "Okay then. What are their names?" G asked, still pointing his gun at the poor kid. "I dunno their codename…"

"Goddammit, your stupidity knows no bound-"

"But I do know their real names!" That made G smirked. "Really? Turns out you're not that useless, dumb kid, carry on." Lampo frowned at the name-calling, but he didn't press the subject. "Their names are Rand and Lenzie, and they're both part of the seven admins." When G pocketed his gun again, Lampo exhaled deeply.

"Then? Because you're watched you think it's okay to not inform us, or Giotto, that you're in peril or something?" He shook his head solemnly. If G considered himself stupid, then Lampo must be an idiot beyond measure. The green-haired kid shook his head violently. "I can't! My phone's being wired. And they're hackers, I can't wing it out." He whined.

G took a deep breath and sighed loudly. "Okay, we're leaving, now. I came with Nightingale Jet-"

"Daemon's private jet?"

"Yes, goddammit. So we can leave immediately. Pack up." Lampo frowned. "They're staying in the Cavallone hotel just across here, G, it's not that easy…" G grunted in frustration.

Cavallone, the most carefree mafia and corporation to ever existed. Unlike Greenhill, which had unbreakable ties to Vongola, Cavallone stood on its own. There were no permanent allies, only business partners. Their hotels were the type of hotels that everyone could enter, as they don't keep extensive details of their customers. Curse that Dino Cavallone for making such a weird organization.

"We'll make a run for it, hurry!" Lampo ran to get a small backpack. G sighed. Of course the bum would be too lazy to bring a suitcase to his own hotel. And so, they ran off.

-Emergency Intermission: You are now within N and Armonia's territory-

"Lenzie…" Rand dropped the binocular he was using to the ground and shouted. "Lenzie! They're escaping!" His older sister had just gone out from the bath. She was only wrapped in towel as she went out to the balcony, bringing her sniper rifle. "I'll hold them off. Rand, find out where they are going and with what vehicle." She closed on of her eyes and took aim with her sniper.

"It takes ten minutes to get to Honolulu International Airport by car while it took half an hour by foot. Is that enough for you?" Lenzie asked coolly. "More than enough," Rand opened his laptop. "They went with a cab. Do you want me to create traffic jam? It's been a while since I hacked into the traffic system." Lenzie shook her head.

"No, just stop them at the nearest traffic light so I can shoot their tires." Lenzie put down her sniper and wore her proper white clothes and her cape. After she put her crossbow on her thighs, she took the sniper rifle again. "Stop them now."

Rand began hacking and the whole traffic went blaring. "Great. Now one, two…"

BANG!

In which he caused a commotion in the airport.

BANG!

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?" Lampo cursed, clearly terrified. Their tires just exploded while they are stopping! That's abnormal! "Let's get the fuck out from here! They knew that we left!" G tossed the driver a wad of cash (in dollar, obviously) and made a run for it.

"THIS IS THE LAST TIME I'LL BE GOING TO HAWAII!" Lampo shrieked as bullets nearly grazed them. 'From where are they shooting?' G wanted to stop and analyze the situation, but it was proofed to be impossible. When they both ran past the traffic lights, they noticed that it was behaving irregularly, because all lights were on. 'They must've hacked to the traffic system!'

"JUST HURRY UP, LAMPO! Our enemy has the ability to control traffics, it would be stupid for us to try and take another vehicle. We'll go to the airport by foot." Lampo whined, but when another bullet nearly missed him, he shrieked and ran as fast as he could, matching with G's pace.

"You're not running away," a cold voice said from a few meters behind Lampo. "G! It's her! She's one of the kids that went to stop me!" Lampo said as sweat, tears, and mucus covered his face. "RUN!" G could think of nothing else to say. This girl had a crossbow and a sniper rifle. It didn't take a genius to know that she was a master marksman.

"As I said, you're not running away. Rand, stop them." She said to the earpiece on her right ear. Suddenly, the traffic lights went green and vehicles started to flood the road. Sweats formed on G's temple. He hadn't been in this kind of thrilling situation for years now. "Like a cornered rat…" the girl, Lenzie, said as she pointed her sniper rifle to Lampo.

"N-not quite!" Lampo took a deep breath and clasped his hands. "Time: STOP!" As the world turned into grayscale mode, both G and Lenzie shouted. "Cancel!" The girl shook her head. "You would think that we, two of the seven admins, do not know how to cancel Time-Voice…"

But, instead of standing nervously, Lampo grabbed G by his wrists and ran past the stopped traffic. "Lenzie!" G could hear a desperate voice coming from the girl's earpiece. "You won't get away!" G was shocked by her killing intent, but when she was about to follow after them, Lampo shouted again. "Time: RESUME!" The traffic flood stopped her, as they had been stopped by it before.

"I'LL KILL THEM! I'LL KILL THEM!" G could hear her shouting voice, but he went as fast as he could to reach the airport. "Nightingale's hangar is right this way. LET'S GO!" It was G's turn to drag a nearly exhausted Lampo to the jet and get their asses back home.

But when he was about to reach the waiting room, the girl was already there, along with a boy this time. "Our mission is to hold him back here in Hawaii." The boy said coolly. "I'LL KILL THEM!" The girl roared furiously as she pointed a crossbow directly to Lampo's chest. "I'LL KILL THE GREEN ONE FIRST THEN I'LL KILL THE RED!"

"Lenzie, calm down." The boy warned. Lenzie receded, but she was still snarling at both of the Vongola members. "Place!" They both teleported to G and Lampo's back side, the boy aimed a sword to Lampo, and the girl aimed the crossbow to G. "It's over…" The girl panted.

"Like hell…" G pointed his index fingers to their weapons. "Like hell it's over! Go!" Their weapons flew out of their hands and they made a run for it. "DASH! DASH! DASH!" G urged the nearly vomiting Lampo. "YOU WON'T GET AWAY!" The boy screamed.

"I'LL KILL YOU!" Lenzie shouted as she shot her sniper rifle directly to their direction. Innocent bystanders gasped, and G almost dropped died because of it. "Time: STOP!" Lampo's voice was shaky from fatigue, but the time stopped nonetheless. All of them shouted 'cancel', aside from G, who had another idea.

He pointed the stopped bullet with his fingers and shouted. "Go!" With a flick of his wrist, the bullet moved in super high speed and pierced Lenzie's chest.

Blood splattered from her chest as the bullet pierced through her. She also coughed blood from her mouth. "R-Rand…" she whispered

"LENZIE!" The boy, Rand, shouted. "YOU BASTARDS! HOW DARE YOU…! MY SISTER!" But, when he was about to charge through, color flooded back to the world and the crowd had stood on the boy's way, hindering his pursuit. G concluded that the time had been resumed again.

"Brilliant, Lampo!" He exclaimed happily, only to find the greenhead fainted and he had been dragging the unconscious kid all along.

G took a deep breath in relief. As he boarded the Nightingale Jet, he could hear the boy's scream.

"LENZIIIIIIIIIIEEEEE!"

In which they felt the same thing.

"Ah,"

"Hahi!"

They both immediately looked at each other in puzzled expression. Giotto smiled at his best friend's girl pleasantly. "Did you feel that, Miura-chan?" The brunette looked up from her paper works and nodded. "Haru felt it desu! G… he just killed someone!"

Giotto nodded. He just had this kind of feeling with his closest friends. His intuition screamed at him that G had done something. But it wasn't always that accurate for the blond. Whereas Miura-chan could deduct that G, saint mother G, had just killed someone. It was unbelievable, but if Miura-chan said that, it was probably accurate.

"Hmm, maybe not essentially kill, but he did mortally injure someone." Miura-chan added as an afterthought. Giotto sighed. That was more like it. Saint G didn't like killing. Sure, he would if he should, but… that's just not his style. Killing someone was his style, or Alaude's, or Daemon's. The others were too unlikely. Lampo's a kid, Knuckle's a priest, and Ugetsu was questionable since he was a dojo teacher.

Giotto shook his head. He needed to have faith on G and hear the entire thing from their reports. He sipped his coffee and took a deep breath.

"By the way, Miura-chan. Where's Tsuna?" He asked pleasantly. Miura-chan smiled. "Tsuna-san said that he didn't want to be disturbed so he locked his room. I told the room service to bring food up on lunch and dinner though. So everything should be okay." She made a peace sign and grinned. Sometimes, Giotto knew why G fell so hard for her. Miura-chan was intelligent, and also cute.

"I see," he said calmly. "How about Irie?" Hostility flared in both brown and sunset eyes. Shoichi Irie, also known as Daesy, was someone of the opposite team. A spy. If it were up to Giotto, he would have disposed of him the moment he found out that he was Mantis' spy. But Tsuna won't be able to cope with that, and he needed Tsuna.

"The last time I checked, he's inside his secret room within the Janitor's closet. But I don't really know…" Miura-chan looked worried, he knew.

But well, at least Tsuna's still in his hands. Everything was still according to plan.

In which he met someone like him.

Knock knock.

Tsuna sighed as he walked from his computer set to the room. 'Just who the hell is it…?'

He opened the door to reveal a girl with two braids in Chinese clothing. It had intricate dragon designs, and she Tsuna thought she looked beautiful.

"Xie Xie!" She said with a bright smile on her face.

'Huh…?' Tsuna furrowed his eyebrows. He knew what Xie Xie meant; it was thank you in Chinese. "Ni Hao! Do you want to come and have an ice cream with me? Though, a friend of mine will join us too." She said cheerfully. 'Whoa, whoa… what is going on…?'

Her smile grew wider. "I can hear your thoughts, you know. In fact, all of my friends can!" Tsuna's eyes widened. 'Really…?' He wondered in his head.

The girl nodded. "Do you want to know why we can understand you without words or voices?" She asked, Tsuna noticed that her tone changed from playful to serious. He gulped and nodded. "It's because we were just like you, we were voiceless." She showed him a black cross that looked like it had been burned to her tongue. Tsuna gasped.

"We, the Vindice, were just like you. We were once the Master of Voices."

DONE! YAHOOOOO!

I loooooove writing this! Especially the commotion part!

Well, please review~